Sonnet #1From fairest creatures we desire increase,That thereby beauty’s rose might never die

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Sonnet #2When forty winters shall besiege thy browAnd dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field

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Sonnet #3Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewestNow is the time that face should form another

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Sonnet #4Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spendUpon thyself thy beauty’s legacy?

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Sonnet #5Those hours that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell

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Sonnet #6Then let not winter’s ragged hand defaceIn thee thy summer ere thou be distilled.

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Sonnet #7Lo, in the orient when the gracious lightLifts up his burning head, each under eye

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Sonnet #8Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

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Sonnet #9Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye That thou consum’st thyself in single life?

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Sonnet #10For shame deny that thou bear’st love to any,Who for thyself art so unprovident.

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Sonnet #11As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st In one of thine, from that which thou departest;

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Sonnet #12When I do count the clock that tells the time And see the brave day sunk in hideous night,

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Sonnet #13O, that you were your self! But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live;

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Sonnet #14Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy—

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Sonnet #15When I consider everything that growsHolds in perfection but a little moment,

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Sonnet #16But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant Time,

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Sonnet #17Who will believe my verse in time to come If it were filled with your most high deserts?

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Sonnet #18Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

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Sonnet #19Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws And make the Earth devour her own sweet brood;

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Sonnet #20The poet fantasizes that the young man’s beauty is the result of Nature’s changing her mind: she began to create a beautiful woman,

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Sonnet #21So is it not with me as with that museStirred by a painted beauty to his verse,

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Sonnet #22My glass shall not persuade me I am old So long as youth and thou are of one date,

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Sonnet #23As an unperfect actor on the stageWho with his fear is put beside his part,

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Sonnet #24Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart;

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Sonnet #25Let those who are in favor with their starsOf public honor and proud titles boast,

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Sonnet #26Lord of my love, to whom in vassalageThy merit hath my duty strongly knit,

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Sonnet #27Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,The dear repose for limbs with travel tired,

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Sonnet #28How can I then return in happy plight That am debarred the benefit of rest,

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Sonnet #29When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state,

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Sonnet #30When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,

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Sonnet #31Thy bosom is endearèd with all heartsWhich I by lacking have supposèd dead,

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Sonnet #32If thou survive my well-contented day When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover,

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Sonnet #33Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,

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Sonnet #34Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak,

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Sonnet #35No more be grieved at that which thou hast done. Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;

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Sonnet #36Let me confess that we two must be twain Although our undivided loves are one;

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Sonnet #37As a decrepit father takes delightTo see his active child do deeds of youth,

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Sonnet #38How can my muse want subject to invent While thou dost breathe that pour’st into my verse

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Sonnet #39O, how thy worth with manners may I sing When thou art all the better part of me?

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Sonnet #40Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all. What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?

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Sonnet #41Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits When I am sometime absent from thy heart,

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Sonnet #42That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;

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Sonnet #43When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected;

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Sonnet #44If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way,

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Sonnet #45The other two, slight air and purging fire, Are both with thee, wherever I abide;

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Sonnet #46Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight.

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Sonnet #47Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other.

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Sonnet #48How careful was I, when I took my way, Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,

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Sonnet #49Against that time, if ever that time come, When I shall see thee frown on my defects,

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Sonnet #50How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel’s end,

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Sonnet #51Thus can my love excuse the slow offense Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:

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Sonnet #52So am I as the rich whose blessèd key Can bring him to his sweet up-lockèd treasure,

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Sonnet #53What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

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Sonnet #54O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give.

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Sonnet #55Not marble nor the gilded monuments Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme,

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Sonnet #56Sweet love, renew thy force. Be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,

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Sonnet #57Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire?

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Sonnet #58That god forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure,

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Sonnet #59If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled,

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Sonnet #60Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end,

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Sonnet #61Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night?

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Sonnet #62Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul and all my every part;

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Sonnet #63Against my love shall be, as I am now, With Time’s injurious hand crushed and o’erworn;

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Sonnet #64When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defacedThe rich proud cost of outworn buried age;

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Sonnet #65Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality o’ersways their power,

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Sonnet #66Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As, to behold desert a beggar born,

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Sonnet #67Ah, wherefore with infection should he live, And with his presence grace impiety,

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Sonnet #68Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, When beauty lived and died as flowers do now,

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Sonnet #69Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend.

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Sonnet #70That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair.

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Sonnet #71No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell

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Sonnet #72O, lest the world should task you to reciteWhat merit lived in me that you should love,

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Sonnet #73That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

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Sonnet #74But be contented when that fell arrest Without all bail shall carry me away,

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Sonnet #75So are you to my thoughts as food to life,Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground;

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Sonnet #76Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change?

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Sonnet #77Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;

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Sonnet #78So oft have I invoked thee for my museAnd found such fair assistance in my verse

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Sonnet #79Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, My verse alone had all thy gentle grace;

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Sonnet #80O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,

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Sonnet #81Or I shall live your epitaph to make Or you survive when I in earth am rotten.

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Sonnet #82I grant thou wert not married to my muse, And therefore mayst without attaint o’erlook

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Sonnet #83I never saw that you did painting need And therefore to your fair no painting set.

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Sonnet #84Who is it that says most, which can say more Than this rich praise, that you alone are you,

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Sonnet #85My tongue-tied muse in manners holds her still While comments of your praise, richly compiled,

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Sonnet #86Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all-too-precious you,

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Sonnet #87Farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing,And like enough thou know’st thy estimate.

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Sonnet #88When thou shalt be disposed to set me light And place my merit in the eye of scorn,

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Sonnet #89Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, And I will comment upon that offense;

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Sonnet #90Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now, Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,

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Sonnet #91Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,Some in their wealth, some in their body’s force,

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Sonnet #92But do thy worst to steal thyself away, For term of life thou art assurèd mine,

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Sonnet #93So shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceivèd husband; so love’s face

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Sonnet #94They that have power to hurt and will do none,That do not do the thing they most do show,

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Sonnet #95How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose,

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Sonnet #96Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness;Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport.

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Sonnet #97How like a winter hath my absence beenFrom thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!

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Sonnet #98From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,

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Sonnet #99The forward violet thus did I chide: “Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,

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Sonnet #100Where art thou, muse, that thou forget’st so long To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?

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Sonnet #101O truant muse, what shall be thy amendsFor thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?

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Sonnet #102My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear.

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Sonnet #103Alack, what poverty my muse brings forth, That, having such a scope to show her pride,

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Sonnet #104To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I eyed,

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Sonnet #105Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my belovèd as an idol show,

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Sonnet #106When in the chronicle of wasted timeI see descriptions of the fairest wights,

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Sonnet #107Not mine own fears nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come

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Sonnet #108What’s in the brain that ink may characterWhich hath not figured to thee my true spirit?

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Sonnet #109O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seemed my flame to qualify;

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Sonnet #110Alas, ’tis true, I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view,

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Sonnet #111O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,

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Sonnet #112Your love and pity doth th’ impression fill Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;

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Sonnet #113Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind, And that which governs me to go about

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Sonnet #114Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you, Drink up the monarch’s plague, this flattery?

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Sonnet #115Those lines that I before have writ do lie, Even those that said I could not love you dearer;

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Sonnet #116Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not love

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Sonnet #117Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay,

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Sonnet #118Like as to make our appetites more keen With eager compounds we our palate urge;

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Sonnet #119What potions have I drunk of siren tearsDistilled from limbecks foul as hell within,

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Sonnet #120That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow which I then did feel

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Sonnet #121’Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed,When not to be receives reproach of being,

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Sonnet #122Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brainFull charactered with lasting memory,

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Sonnet #123No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change.Thy pyramids built up with newer might

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Sonnet #124If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for fortune’s bastard be unfathered,

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Sonnet #125Were ’t aught to me I bore the canopy, With my extern the outward honoring,

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Sonnet #126O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time’s fickle glass, his sickle hour;

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Sonnet #127In the old age, black was not counted fair, Or, if it were, it bore not beauty’s name;

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Sonnet #128How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st Upon that blessèd wood whose motion sounds

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Sonnet #129Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and, till action, lust

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Sonnet #130My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;

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Sonnet #131Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel;

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Sonnet #132Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,

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Sonnet #133Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me.

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Sonnet #134So, now I have confessed that he is thine And I myself am mortgaged to thy will,

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Sonnet #135Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will,And will to boot, and will in overplus.

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Sonnet #136If thy soul check thee that I come so near,Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy will,

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Sonnet #137Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyesThat they behold and see not what they see?

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Sonnet #138When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her though I know she lies,

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Sonnet #139O, call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart;

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Sonnet #140Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain,

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Sonnet #141In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,For they in thee a thousand errors note;

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Sonnet #142Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving.

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Sonnet #143Lo, as a careful huswife runs to catch One of her feathered creatures broke away,

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Sonnet #144Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still.

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Sonnet #145Those lips that Love’s own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said “I hate”

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Sonnet #146Poor soul, the center of my sinful earth, Pressed with these rebel powers that thee array,

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Sonnet #147My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease,

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Sonnet #148O me, what eyes hath love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight!

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Sonnet #149Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not When I against myself with thee partake?

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Sonnet #150O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway?

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Sonnet #151Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?

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Sonnet #152In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing;

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Sonnet #153Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep. A maid of Dian’s this advantage found,

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Sonnet #154The little love-god, lying once asleep,Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand,

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