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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

Hark! Hark! the Lark

Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chalic’d flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes;
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise:
Arise, arise!

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Sonnet LXI: Is it thy will thy image should keep open

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Sonnet XC: Then Hate Me When Thou Wilt; If Ever, Now

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Sonnet CXXIX: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

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When I consider everything that g… Holds in perfection but a little m… That this huge stage presenteth no… Whereon the stars in secret influe… When I perceive that men as plant…
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Sonnet LXXXVIII: When Thou Shalt Be Disposed to Set Me Light

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Sonnet CXVI: Let me not to the Marriage of True Minds

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The Quality of Mercy

The quality of mercy is not strain… It droppeth as the gentle rain fro… Upon the place beneath. It is twi… It blesseth him that gives, and hi… 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; i…
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Sonnet XXXIII

Full many a glorious morning have… Flatter the mountain-tops with sov… Kissing with golden face the meado… Gilding pale streams with heavenly… Anon permit the basest clouds to r…
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Sonnet XLVIII: How Careful Was I, When I Took my Way

How careful was I, when I took my… Each trifle under truest bars to t… That to my use it might unusèd sta… From hands of falsehood, in sure w… But thou, to whom my jewels trifle…
Love

TELL me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished?    Reply, reply. It is engender’d in the eyes,
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