When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon u…
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mo…
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses …
How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarr&#…
When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I …
My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as you…
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my…
So is it not with me as with that Muse Stirr’d by…
As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is…
A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand paint…
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