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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued)

1907

Like stones of worth, they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.

Sonnet lii.

1908

The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

Sonnet liv.

1909

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme.

Sonnet lv.

1910

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o’ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

Sonnet lxv.

1911

And art made tongue-tied by authority.

Sonnet lxvi.

1912

And simple truth miscall’d simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.

Sonnet lxvi.

1913

The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.

Sonnet lxx.

1914

That time of year thou may’st in me behold,
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,—
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.

Sonnet lxxiii.

1915

Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created shall o’er-read,
And tongues to be your being shall rehearse
When all the breathers of this world are dead;
You still shall live—such virtue hath my pen—
Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.

Sonnet lxxxi.

1916

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.

Sonnet lxxxvii.

1917

Do not drop in for an after-loss.
Ah, do not, when my heart hath ’scap’d this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquer’d woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purpos’d overthrow.

Sonnet xc.

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