Tag: Sonnets

  • December 30

    December 30

    For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
    That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

  • December 17

    December 17

    It is my love that keeps mine eye awake;
    Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat,
    To play the watchman ever for thy sake.

  • December 6

    December 6

    And life no longer than thy love will stay,
    For it depends upon that love of thine…
    O, what a happy title do I find,
    Happy to have thy love, happy to die!

  • November 26

    November 26

    For as the sun is daily new and old,
     So is my love still telling what is told.

  • November 12

    November 12

    With my love’s picture then my eye doth feast…
    So, either by thy picture or my love,
    Thyself away art present still with me.

  • November 1

    November 1

    Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

  • October 22

    October 22

    Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
    That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.