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Born in April 26, 1564 / Died in April 23, 1616 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by William Shakespeare

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Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is

... Whether we are mended, or whe'er better they, ...

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Sonnet 6: Then let not winter's ragged hand deface

... Then what could death do, if thou shouldst depart, ...

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Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore

... Each changing place with that which goes before, ...

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Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now

... When hours have drained his blood and filled his brow ...

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Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced

... This thought is as a death which cannot choose ...

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Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea

... Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, ...

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Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry

... Tired with all these, from these would I be gone, ...

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Sonnet 68: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn

... Before these bastard signs of fair were born, ...

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Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view

... Then churls their thoughts, although their eyes were kind, ...

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Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light

... And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill, ...

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Sonnet 70: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect

... Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe ...

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Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead

... From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell ...

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Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold

... This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, ...

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Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest

... So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life, ...

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Sonnet 75: So are you to my thoughts as food to life

... Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure ...