Shake-speares Sonnets: Neuer Before ImprintedBy G. Eld for T[homas] T[horpe] and are to be solde by William Aspley, 1609 - 76 pages |
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Page 7 - Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth ; A man in hue all hues in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth. And for a woman wert thou first created ; Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting, And by addition me of thee defeated, By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure.
Page 15 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Page 7 - SHall I compare thee to a Summers day? Thou art more louely and more temperate: Rough windes do shake the darling buds of Maie, And Sommers lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heauen...
Page 16 - And all my soule, and al my every part; And for this sinne there is no remedie, It is so grounded inward in my heart. Me thinkes no face so gratious is as mine, No shape so true, no truth of such account, And for my selfe mine owne worth do define, As I all other in all worths surmount.
Page 32 - If eyes corrupt by over-partiall lookes, Be anchord in the baye where all men ride, Why of eyes falsehood hast thou forged hookes. Whereto the judgement of my heart is tide? Why should my heart thinke that a severall plot, Which my heart knowes the wide worlds common place?
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Page 26 - For my fake doe you wifh fortune chide, ^^The guiltie goddeffe of my harmfull deeds, That did not better for my life prouide, Then publick meanes which publick manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receiues a brand, And almoft thence my nature is fubdu'd To what it workes in, like the Dyers hand, Pitty me then, and...
Page 15 - I fhould in thought controule your times of pleafure, Or at your hand th* account of houres to craue, Being your vaffail bound to (hie your leifure.
Page 31 - In things of great receit with cafe we prooue, Among a number one is reckon'd none. Then in the number let me pafle vntold, Though in thy...
Page 15 - Shall you pace forth, your praise shall stil finde roome, Even in the eyes of all posterity That weare this world out to the ending doome. So til the judgement that your selfe arise, You live in this, and dwell in lovers eies.