Quotes

It was a lover and his lass

Full fathom five

From venus and adonis

Sonnet 11: as fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st

Sonnet 13: o, that you were your self! But, love, you are

Sonnet 12: when i do count the clock that tells the time

Sonnet 118: like as to make our appetite more keen

Sonnet 121:tis better to be vile than vile esteemed

Sonnet 120: that you were once unkind befriends me now

Sonnet 116: let me not to the marriage of true minds

Sonnet 116: let me not to the marriage of true minds

Those lines that i before have writ do lie,

Not mine own fears

Alack, what poverty my muse brings forth,