Şiir, Sadece

Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other: When that mine eye is famish'd for a lo...

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar, ...

The other two, slight air and purging fire, Are both with thee, wherever I abide; The first my thought, the other my desire, These p...

If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of space I would be broug...

When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day they view things unrespected; But when I sleep, in dreams they look on ...

That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief, A...

Those petty wrongs that liberty commits, When I am sometime absent from thy heart, Thy beauty and thy years full well befits, For st...

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all; What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou may'...

O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? What can mine own praise to mine own self bring? ...

How can my Muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet argument, too excelle...

As a decrepit father takes delight To see his active child do deeds of youth, So I, made lame by fortune's dearest spite, Take a...

Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one: So shall those blots that do with me remain Without ...

No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses stain both moon...

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,...

Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, G...

If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more re-survey...

Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead; And there reigns love and all love's loving parts, ...

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And w...

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless crie...

How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarr'd the benefit of rest? When day's oppression is not eas'd by night,...