Poems
Category Poems -
Sonnet 51: Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 52: So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 53: What is your substance, whereof are you made
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 54: O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 56: Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 57: Being your slave what should I do but tend
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 58: That god forbid, that made me first your slave
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 61: Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
By William Shakespeare
Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
By William Shakespeare
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