Sonnet 54 by William ShakespeareO how much more doth beauty beauteous seem Sonnet 54 | O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By William Shakespeare Original Text of …
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Sonnet 53 by William ShakespeareWhat is your substance, whereof are you made Sonnet 53 | What is your substance, whereof are you made By William Shakespeare Original Text of …
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Sonnet 42 by William ShakespeareThat thou hast her it is not all my grief Sonnet 42 | That thou hast her it is not all my grief, By William Shakespeare …
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Sonnet 40 by William ShakespeareTake all my loves, my love, yea, take them all Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all By William Shakespeare …
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Sonnet 130 by William ShakespeareMy mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun Sonnet 130 | My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun By William Shakespeare Original Text My …
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Sonnet 116 by William ShakespeareLet me not to the marriage of true minds Sonnet 116 | Let me not to the marriage of true minds By William Shakespeare Original …
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Sonnet 104 by William ShakespeareTo me my friend you can never be old Sonnet 104 | To me my friend you can never be old By William Shakespeare Original …
Sonnet 34 by William ShakespeareWhy didst thou promise such a beauteous day? Sonnet 34 | Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day? By William Shakespeare Original Text of …
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Sonnet 18 by William ShakespeareShall I compare thee to a summer’s day Sonnet 18 | Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? By William Shakespeare Original Text Shall …
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Sonnet 27 by William ShakespeareWeary with toil, I haste me to my bed Sonnet 27 | Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed By William Shakespeare Original …