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Sonnet XLIIII (‘Oh dart and thunder whose fierce violence’)
An Epitaph on Sir Philip Sidney
Sonnet 147 (‘My love is as a fever, longing still’)
Sonnet 138 (‘When my love swears that she is made of truth’)
Sonnet 130 (‘My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun’)
Sonnet 129 (‘Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame’)
Sonnet 94 (‘They that have power to hurt and will do none’)
Sonnet 29 (‘When, in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes’)
Sonnet 18 (‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?’)
Sonet (‘Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin’)
Upon the Lines, and Life, of the famous Scenic Poet, Master William Shakespeare
‘Since there’s no help, comes let us kiss and part’
‘Care-charmer Sleep, son of the sable Night’
‘Who will in fairest book of Nature know’
‘Because I breathe not love to everyone’
‘Come sleep! O sleep the certain knot of peace’
‘With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the skies’
‘Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show’
Sir Walter Raleigh to His Son
Sonnet 77 (‘Was it a dreame, or did I see it playne’)
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