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十四行诗 Sonnet 1532012-06-28
Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep:A maid of Dian's this advantage found,And his love-kindling fire did quickly steepIn a cold valley-fountain of that ground;Which borrow'd from this holy fir
十四行诗 Sonnet 1542012-06-28
The little Love-god lying once asleepLaid by his side his heart-inflaming brand,Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keepCame tripping by; but in her maiden handThe fairest votary took up th
十四行诗 Sonnet 1472012-06-25
My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease,Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,A
十四行诗 Sonnet 1512012-06-25
Love is too young to know what conscience is;Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:For, thou betraying me,
十四行诗 Sonnet 1482012-06-24
O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head,Which have no correspondence with true sight!Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled,That censures falsely what they see aright?If that be fair whereon my
十四行诗 Sonnet 1462012-06-24
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,[ ] these rebel powers that thee array;Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
十四行诗 Sonnet 1442012-06-23
Two loves I have of comfort and despair,Which like two spirits do suggest me still:The better angel is a man right fair,The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill.
十四行诗 Sonnet 1432012-06-23
Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catchOne of her feather'd creatures broke away,Sets down her babe and makes an swift dispatchIn pursuit of the thing she would have stay,Whilst her neglected child
十四行诗 Sonnet 1452012-06-22
Those lips that Love's own hand did makeBreathed forth the that said 'I hate'To me that languish'd for her sake;But when she saw my woeful state,Straight in her heart did mercy come,Chiding
十四行诗 Sonnet 1412012-06-22
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,For they in thee a thousand errors note;But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;Nor are mine ears with th
十四行诗 Sonnet 1402012-06-21
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not pressMy tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;Lest sorrow lend me words and words expressThe manner of my pity-wanting pain.If I might teach thee wit, better it
十四行诗 Sonnet 1422012-06-21
Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:O, but with mine compare thou thine own state,And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;Or, if it do, not from thos
十四行诗 Sonnet 1382012-06-20
When my love swears that she is made of truthI do believe her, though I know she lies,That she might think me some untutor'd youth,Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.Thus vainly thinking tha
十四行诗 Sonnet 1392012-06-20
O, call not me to justify the wrongThat thy unkindness lays upon my heart;Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue;Use power with power and slay me not by art.Tell me thou lovest elsewhere, bu
十四行诗 Sonnet 1362012-06-19
If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near,Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will,'And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there;Thus far for love my love-suit, sweet, fulfil.'Will' will ful
十四行诗 Sonnet 1372012-06-19
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,That they behold, and see not what they see?They know what beauty is, see where it lies,Yet what the best is take the worst to be.If eyes corrupt by
十四行诗 Sonnet 1352012-06-18
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in overplus;More than enough am I that vex thee still,To thy sweet will making addition thus.Wilt thou, whose will is
十四行诗 Sonnet 1292012-06-18
The expense of spirit in a waste of shameIs lust in action; and till action, lustIs perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,Enjoy'd no sooner but despis
十四行诗 Sonnet 1252012-06-17
Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy,With my extern the outward honouring,Or laid great bases for eternity,Which prove more short than waste or ruining?Have I not seen dwellers on form and favourLo
十四行诗 Sonnet 1332012-06-17
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanFor that deep wound it gives my friend and me!Is't not enough to torture me alone,But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?Me from myself thy c
十四行诗 Sonnet 1302012-06-15
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than her lips' red;If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses
十四行诗 Sonnet 1342012-06-15
So, now I have confess'd that he is thine,And I myself am mortgaged to thy will,Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mineThou wilt restore, to be my comfort still:But thou wilt not, nor he will not b
十四行诗 Sonnet 1322012-06-14
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain,Have put on black and loving mourners be,Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.And truly not the morning sun of h
十四行诗 Sonnet 1272012-06-14
In the old age black was not counted fair,Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;But now is black beauty's successive heir,And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame:For since each hand hath put
十四行诗 Sonnet 1232012-06-13
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change:Thy pyramids built up with newer mightTo me are nothing novel, nothing strange;They are but dressings of a former sight.Our dates are brief, and theref
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