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«The little Love-god lying once asleep Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand».   Sonnet 154 tells a similar […]

«Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: A maid of Dian’s this advantage found».   The last two […]

«In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing».   The […]

«Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?».   […]

«O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway?».   Using a more […]

«Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not, When I against myself with thee partake?».   Sonnet 149 […]

«O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight!».   In […]

«My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease».   The final sonnets […]

«Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, [Thrall to] these rebel powers that thee array».   The poet […]

«Those lips that Love’s own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said ‘I hate’».   As the […]

«Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still».   Sonnet 144 […]

«Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch One of her feather’d creatures broke away».   The image of […]

«Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful lovinge».   Delving […]

«In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note».   […]