001 09 9 Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
013 03 8 Against this coming end you should prepare,
013 04 1 And your sweet semblance to some other give.
013 05 1 So should that beauty which you hold in lease
013 10 5 Which husbandry in honour might uphold,
024 05 9 For through the Painter must you see his skill,
024 11 6 Are windows to my breast, where-through the Sun
034 02 5 And make me travail forth without my cloak,
034 03 1 To let base clouds o'er-take me in my way,
034 11 8 The offender's sorrow lends but weak relief
043 02 5 For all the day they view things unrespected,
043 11 9 When in dead night their fair imperfect shade,
051 06 9 When swift extremity can seem but slow,
051 14 8 Towards thee I'll run, and give him leave to go.
058 01 1 That God forbid, that made me first your slave,
058 02 1 I should in thought control your times of pleasure,
058 07 5 And patience tame, to sufferance bide each check,
064 02 9 The rich proud cost of outworn buried age,
064 08 6 Increasing store with loss, and loss with store.
064 13 5 This thought is as a death which cannot choose
064 14 1 But weep to have, that which it fears to lose.
069 08 8 By seeing farther than the eye hath shown.
069 13 5 But why thy odor matcheth not thy show,
073 08 9 Death's second self that seals up all in rest.
076 03 9 Why with the time do I not glance aside
076 11 8 So all my best is dressing old words new,
076 12 1 Spending again what is already spent:
076 13 1 For as the Sun is daily new and old,
078 04 5 And under thee their poesy disperse.
078 13 9 But thou art all my art, and dost advance
077 05 6 The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show,
077 10 5 Commit to these waste blacks, and thou shalt find
077 11 1 Those children nursed, delivered from thy brain,
075 05 8 Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
075 10 5 And by and by clean starved for a look,
072 05 9 Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
072 14 9 And so should you, to love things nothing worth.
068 08 8 Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay:
068 09 1 In him those holy antique hours are seen,
068 10 1 Without all ornament, it self and true,
063 01 5 Against my love shall be as I am now
063 10 9 Against confounding Age's cruel knife,
057 02 6 Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
057 07 5 Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
057 08 1 When you have bid your servant once adieu.
050 02 8 When what I seek (my weary travel's end)^
050 07 5 As if by some instinct the wretch did know
042 02 9 And yet it may be said I loved her dearly,
042 11 9 Both find each other, and I lose both twain,
033 05 8 Anon permit the basest clouds to ride,
033 06 1 With ugly rack on his celestial face,
033 07 1 And from the for-lorn world his visage hide
033 12 5 The region cloud hath masked him from me now.
023 07 9 And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,
023 13 6 O,, learn to read what silent love hath writ,
012 04 5 And sable curls or silvered o'er with white:
012 05 1 When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
012 13 8 And nothing 'gainst Time's sieth can make defence
011 04 5 Thou may'st call thine, when thou from youth convert'st,
011 13 9 She carved thee for her seal, and meant thereby,
010 08 9 Which to repair should be thy chief desire:
009 02 8 That thou consume'st thy self in single life?
009 03 1 Ah; if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
009 04 1 The world will wail thee like a makeless wife,
009 09 5 Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend
008 04 9 Or else receive'st with pleasure thine annoy?
008 10 6 Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;
007 01 5 Lo in the Orient when the gracious light,
007 02 1 Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
007 10 8 Like feeble age he reeleth from the day,
006 01 5 Then let not winter's ragged hand deface,
006 10 9 If ten of thine ten times refigured thee,
005 05 9 For never resting time leads Summer on,
005 13 8 But flowers distilled though they with winter meet,
005 14 1 Leese but their show, their substance still lives sweet.
004 01 1 Uuthrifty loveliness why dost thou spend,
004 06 5 The bounteous largess given thee to give?
003 01 9 Look in thy glass and tell the face thou view'st,
003 07 6 Or who is he so fond will be the tomb,
003 12 5 Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.
003 13 1 But if thou live remembered not to be,
002 07 8 To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
002 12 5 Proving his beauty by succession thine.
014 07 9 Or say with Princes if it shall go well
025 02 9 Of public honour and proud titles boast,
025 10 8 After a thousand victories once foiled,
025 11 1 Is from the book of honour razed quite,
025 12 1 And all the rest forgot for which he toiled:
035 03 5 Clouds and eclipses stain both Moon and Sun,
035 12 9 Such civil war is in my love and hate,
044 04 6 From limits far remote, where thou dost stay,
044 09 5 But ah, thought kills me that I am not thought
044 10 1 To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
052 04 8 For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.
052 09 5 So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
059 04 9 The second burthen of a former child?
059 13 9 Oh sure I am the wits of former days,
065 07 8 When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
065 08 1 Nor gates of steel so strong but time decays?
065 09 1 O,, fearful meditation, where alack,
065 14 5 That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
070 09 9 Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days,
074 01 6 But be contented when that fell arrest,
074 06 5 The very part was consecrate to thee,
074 07 1 The earth can have but earth, which is his due,
071 01 8 No Longer mourn for me when I am dead,
071 06 5 The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
067 01 9 Ah wherefore with infection should he live,
067 10 9 Beggared of blood to blush through lively veins,
062 04 8 It is so grounded inward in my heart.
062 05 1 Me thinks no face so gracious is as mine,
062 06 1 No shape so true, no truth of such account,
062 11 5 Mine own self love quite contrary I read
056 06 9 Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fullness,
056 12 6 Return of love, more blest may be the view.
049 03 5 When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum,
049 04 1 Called to that audit by advised respects,
049 12 8 To guard the lawful reasons on thy part,
041 03 5 Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
041 12 9 Where thou art forced to break a two-fold truth:
032 07 9 Reserve them for my love, not for their rime,
022 01 8 My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
022 02 1 So long as youth and thou are of one date,
022 03 1 But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
022 08 5 How can I then be elder than thou art?
021 03 9 Who heaven it self for ornament doth use,
021 09 6 O,, let me true in love but truly write,
021 14 5 I will not praise that purpose not to sell.
020 01 1 A Woman's face with nature's own hand painted,
020 09 8 And for a woman were thou first created,
020 14 5 Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.
019 09 9 O,, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
018 04 9 And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
018 12 8 When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
018 13 1 So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
018 14 1 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee,
017 05 5 If I could write the beauty of your eyes,
017 14 9 You should live twice in it, and in my rime.
016 06 6 And many maiden gardens yet unset,
016 11 5 Neither in inward worth nor outward fair
016 12 1 Can make you live your self in eyes of men,
015 06 8 Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky:
015 11 5 Where wasteful time debateth with decay
026 06 9 May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it;
036 01 9 Let me confess that we two must be twain,
036 09 8 I may not ever-more acknowledge thee,
036 10 1 Least my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
036 11 1 Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
045 02 5 Are both with thee, where ever I abide,
045 11 9 Who even but now come back again assured,
053 03 6 Since every one, hath every one, one shade,
053 08 5 And you in _Grecian_ tires are painted new:
053 09 1 Speak of the spring, and foison of the year,
060 03 8 Each changing place with that which goes before,
060 08 5 And time that gave, doth now his gift confound.
066 03 9 And needy Nothing trimmed in jollity,
066 12 9 And captive-good attending Captain ill.
061 06 8 So far from home into my deeds to pry,
061 07 1 To find out shames and idle hours in me,
061 08 1 The scope and tenure of thy Jealousy?^
061 13 5 For thee watch I, whilst thou dost wake elsewhere,
055 08 9 The living record of your memory.
055 14 6 You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
048 05 5 But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are,
048 06 1 Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief,
048 14 8 For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear.
040 05 5 Then if for my love, thou my love receive'st,
040 14 9 Kill me with spites yet we must not be foes.
031 09 9 Thou art the grave where buried love doth live,
030 03 8 I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
030 04 1 And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
030 05 1 Then can I drown an eye (un-used to flow)
030 10 5 And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
029 05 9 Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
029 11 6 (^Like to the Lark at break of day arising)^
028 02 5 That am debarred the benefit of rest?^
028 03 1 When day's oppression is not eased by night,
028 11 8 So flatter I the swart complexioned night,
027 02 5 The dear repose for limbs with travail tired,
027 11 9 Which like a jewel (^hung in ghastly night)
037 06 9 Or any of these all, or all, or more
037 14 8 This wish I have, then ten times happy me.
046 01 1 Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,
046 02 1 How to divide the conquest of thy sight,
046 07 5 But the defendant doth that plea deny,
054 02 9 By that sweet ornament which truth doth give,
054 08 6 When summer's breath their masked buds discloses:
054 13 5 And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
054 14 1 When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
047 08 8 And in his thoughts of love doth share a part.
047 13 5 Or if they sleep, thy picture in my sight
039 08 9 That due to thee which thou deserv'st alone:
038 03 9 Thine own sweet argument, to excellent,
038 11 8 And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth
038 12 1 Eternal numbers to out-live long date.
038 13 1 If my slight Muse do please these curious days,
079 04 5 And my sick Muse doth give an other place.
079 13 9 Then thank him not for that which he doth say,
091 05 6 And every humor hath his adjunct pleasure,
091 10 5 Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' cost,
091 11 1 Of more delight than Hawks and Horses be:
102 05 8 Our love was new, and then but in the spring,
102 10 5 Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night,
112 05 9 You are my All the world, and I must strive,
112 14 9 That all the world besides me thinks y'are dead.
127 08 8 But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.
127 09 1 Therefore my Mistress' eyes are Raven black,
127 10 1 Her eyes so suited, and they mourners' seem,
134 01 5 So now I have confessed that he is thine,
134 10 9 Thou usurer that put'st forth all to use,
140 02 6 My tongue-tide patience with too much disdain:
140 07 5 As testy sick-men when their deaths be near,
140 08 1 No news but health from their Physicians know.
145 02 8 Breathed forth the sound that said I hate,
145 07 5 Was used in giving gentle dome:
149 02 9 When I against my self with thee partake:
149 11 9 When all my best doth worship thy defect,
152 05 8 But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee,
152 06 1 When I break twenty: I am perjured most,
152 07 1 For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee:
152 12 5 Or made them swear against the thing they see.
154 07 9 And so the General of hot desire,
154 13 6 Came there for cure and this by that I prove,
153 04 5 In a cold valley-fountain of that ground:
153 05 1 Which borrowed from this holy fire of love,
153 13 8 But found no cure, the bath for my help lies,
151 04 5 Least guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove.
151 13 9 No want of conscience hold it that I call,
148 08 9 Love's eye is not so true as all men's: no,
144 02 8 Which like two spirits do suggest me still,
144 03 1 The better angel is a man right fair:
144 04 1 The worser spirit a woman coloured ill.
144 09 5 And whether that my angel be turned fiend,
139 04 9 Use power with power, and slay me not by Art,
139 10 6 Her pretty looks have been mine enemies,
133 01 5 Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
133 02 1 For that deep wound it gives my friend and me;
133 10 8 But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bale,
120 01 5 That you were once unkind be-friends me now,
120 10 9 My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,
111 05 9 Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
111 13 8 Pity me then dear friend, and I assure ye,
111 14 1 Even that your pity is enough to cure me.
101 01 1 Oh,, truant Muse what shall be thy amends,
101 06 5 Truth needs no colour with his colour fixed,
090 01 9 Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now,
090 07 6 Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
090 12 5 At first the very worst of fortune's might.
090 13 1 And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
089 07 8 As I'll my self disgrace, knowing thy will,
089 12 5 And haply of our old acquaintance tell.
088 07 9 Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted:
087 02 9 And like enough thou know'st thy estimate,
087 10 8 Or me to whom thou gave'st it, else mistaking,
087 11 1 So thy great gift upon misprision growing,
087 12 1 Comes home again, on better judgement making.
086 03 5 That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
086 12 9 I was not sick of any fear from thence.
085 04 6 And precious phrase by all the Muses filled.
085 09 5 Hearing you praised, I say 'tis so, 'tis true,
085 10 1 And to the most of praise add some-thing more,
084 04 8 Which should example where your equal grew,
084 09 5 Let him but copy what in you is writ,
083 04 9 The barren tender of a Poet's debt:
083 13 9 There lives more life in one of your fair eyes,
082 07 8 And therefore art enforced to seek anew,
082 08 1 Some fresher stamp of the time bettering days.
082 09 1 And do so love, yet when they have devised,
082 14 5 Where cheeks need blood, in thee it is abused.
081 09 9 Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
080 01 6 O,, How I faint when I of you do write,
080 06 5 The humble as the proudest sail doth bear,
080 07 1 My saucy bark (^inferior far to his)^
092 01 8 But do thy worst to steal thy self away,
092 06 5 When in the least of them my life hath end,
103 01 9 Alack what poverty my Muse brings forth,
103 10 9 To mar the subject that before was well,
113 04 8 Seems seeing, but effectually is out:
113 05 1 For it no form delivers to the heart
113 06 1 Of bird, of flower, or shape which it doth lack,
113 11 5 The mountain, or the sea, the day, or night:
121 06 9 Give salutation to my sportive blood?
121 12 6 By their rank thoughts, my deeds must not be shown
128 03 5 With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st,
128 04 1 The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
128 12 8 Making dead wood more blest than living lips,
135 03 5 More than enough am I that vex thee still,
135 12 9 One will of mine to make thy large _Will_ more.
141 07 9 Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
146 01 8 Poor soul the center of my sinful earth,
146 02 1 My sinful earth these rebel powers that thee array,
146 03 1 Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth
146 08 5 Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end?
150 03 9 To make me give the lie to my true sight,
150 09 6 Who taught thee how to make me love thee more,
150 14 5 More worthy I to be beloved of thee.
147 01 1 My love is as a fever longing still,
147 09 8 Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,
147 14 5 Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
143 09 9 So run'st thou after that which flies from thee,
138 04 9 Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
138 12 8 And age in love, loves not to have years told.
138 13 1 Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
138 14 1 And in our faults by lies we flattered be.
132 05 5 And truly not the morning Sun of Heaven
132 14 9 And all they foul that thy complexion lack.
126 06 6 As thou go'st onwards still will pluck thee back,
126 11 5 Her _Audit_ (though delayed)^ answered must be,
126 12 1 And her _Quietus_ is to render thee.
119 08 8 In the distraction of this madding fever?
119 13 5 So I return rebuked to my content,
110 08 9 And worse essays proved thee my best of love,
100 03 9 Spend thou thy fury on some worthless song,
100 11 8 If any, be a _Satire_ to decay,
100 12 1 And make time's spoils despised everywhere.
100 13 1 Give my love fame faster than time wastes life,
099 04 5 Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells?^
099 13 9 A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
098 04 6 That heavy _Saturn_ laughed and leaped with him.
098 09 5 Nor did I wonder at the Lily's white,
098 10 1 Nor praise the deep vermilion in the Rose,
097 04 8 What old December's bareness everywhere?
097 09 5 Yet this abundant issue seemed to me,
096 04 9 Thou make'st faults graces, that to thee resort:
096 13 9 But do not so, I love thee in such sort,
095 07 8 Cannot dispraise, but in a kind of praise,
095 08 1 Naming thy name, blesses an ill report.
095 09 1 Oh what a mansion have those vices got,
095 14 5 The hardest knife ill used doth lose his edge.
094 09 9 The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
093 01 6 So shall I live, supposing thou art true,
093 06 5 Therefore in that I cannot know thy change,
093 07 1 In many's looks, the false heart's history
104 01 8 To me fair friend you never can be old,
104 06 5 In process of the seasons have I seen,
114 01 9 Or whether doth my mind being crowned with you
114 10 9 And my great mind most kingly drinks it up,
122 04 8 Beyond all date even to eternity.
122 05 1 Or at the least, so long as brain and heart
122 06 1 Have faculty by nature to subsist,
122 11 5 Therefore to give them from me was I bold,
129 06 9 Past reason hunted, and no sooner had
129 12 6 Before a joy proposed behind a dream,
136 03 5 And will thy soul knows is admitted there,
136 04 1 Thus far for love, my love-suit sweet fulfill.
136 12 8 That nothing me, a some-thing sweet to thee.
142 03 5 O,, but with mine, compare thou thine own state,
142 12 9 Thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
137 07 9 Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks,
131 01 8 Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,
131 02 1 As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel;
131 03 1 For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart
131 08 5 Although I swear it to my self alone.
125 03 9 Or laid great bases for eternity,
125 09 6 No, let me be obsequious in thy heart,
125 14 5 When most impeached, stands least in thy control.
118 01 1 Like as to make our appetite more keen
118 09 8 Thus policy in love to anticipate
118 14 5 Drugs poison him that so fell sick of you.
109 09 9 Never believe though in my nature reigned,
108 04 9 That may express my love, or thy dear merit?
108 12 8 But makes antiquity for aye his page,
108 13 1 Finding the first conceit of love there bred,
108 14 1 Where time and outward form would show it dead,
107 05 5 The mortal Moon hath her eclipse endured,
107 14 9 When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
106 06 6 Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
106 11 5 And for they looked but with divining eyes,
106 12 1 They had not still enough your worth to sing:
105 06 8 Still constant in a wondrous excellence,
105 11 5 And in this change is my invention spent,
115 06 9 Creep in twixt vows, and change decrees of Kings,
123 01 9 No! Time, thou shall not boast that I do change,
123 09 8 Thy registers and thee I both defy,
123 10 1 Not wondering at the present, nor the past,
123 11 1 For thy records, and what we see doth lie,
130 02 5 Coral is far more red, than her lips red,
130 11 9 I grant I never saw a goddess go,
124 03 6 As subject to time's love, or to time's hate,
124 08 5 Whereto the inviting time our fashion calls:
124 09 1 It fears not policy that _Heretic_,
117 03 8 Forgot upon your dearest love to call,
117 08 5 Which should transport me farthest from your sight.
116 03 9 Which alters when it alteration finds,
116 12 9 But bears it out even to the edge of doom: