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Sonnet 55: O! Not Marble, Nor The Gilded Monuments Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive

Sonnet 54: O! How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seemBy

Sonnet 53: What Is Your Substance, Whereof Are You Made What is your substance, whereof are you made,That

Sonnet 52: So Am I As The Rich, Whose Blessed Key So am I as the rich, whose

Sonnet 51: Thus Can My Love Excuse The Slow Offence Thus can my love excuse the slow offenceOf

Sonnet 50: How Heavy Do I Journey On The Way How heavy do I journey on the way,When

Sonnet 49: Against That Time, If Ever That Time Come Against that time, if ever that time come,When

Sonnet 48: How Careful Was I When I Took My Way How careful was I when I took

Sonnet 47: Betwixt Mine Eye And Heart A League Is Took Betwixt mine eye and heart a league

Sonnet 46: Mine Eye And Heart Are At A Mortal War Mine eye and heart are at a

Sonnet 45: The Other Two, Slight Air, And Purging Fire The other two, slight air, and purging fireAre

Sonnet 44: If The Dull Substance Of My Flesh Were Thought If the dull substance of my flesh

Sonnet 43: When Most I Wink, Then Do Mine Eyes Best See When most I wink, then do

Shakespeare Sonnet 42: That Thou Hast It Is Not All My Grief That thou hast her it is

Sonnet 41: Those Pretty Wrongs That Liberty Commits Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,When I am sometime absent

Sonnet 40: Take All My Loves, My Love, Yea Take Them All Take all my loves, my love,

Sonnet 39: O! How Thy Worth With Manners May I Sing O! How thy worth with manners may

Sonnet 38: How Can My Muse Want Subject To Invent How can my muse want subject to invent,While

Sonnet 37: As A Decrepit Father Takes Delight As a decrepit father takes delightTo see his active child

Sonnet 36: Let Me Confess That We Two Must Be Twain Let me confess that we two must

Sonnet 35: No More Be Grieved At That Which Thou Hast Done No more be grieved at that

Sonnet 34: Why Didst Thou Promise Such A Beauteous Day Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,And

Sonnet 33: Full Many A Glorious Morning I Have Seen Full many a glorious morning have I seenFlatter

Sonnet 32: If Thou Survive My Well-Contented Day If thou survive my well-contented day,When that churl Death my

Sonnet 31: Thy Bosom Is Endeared With All Hearts Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts,Which I by

When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of

When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyesI all alone beweep my outcast state,And trouble deaf heaven with

How can I then return in happy plight,That am debarred the benefit of rest?When day’s oppression is not

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;But then begins

Lord of my love, to whom in vassalageThy merit hath my duty strongly knit,To thee I send this

Let those who are in favour with their starsOf public honour and proud titles boast,Whilst I, whom fortune

Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath steel’d,Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart;My body is

As an unperfect actor on the stage,Who with his fear is put beside his part,Or some fierce thing

My glass shall not persuade me I am old,So long as youth and thou are of one date;But

So is it not with me as with that Muse,Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,Who heaven

A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted,Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion;A woman’s gentle heart,

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws,And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;Pluck the keen teeth

Who will believe my verse in time to come,If it were fill’d with your most high deserts?Though yet

But wherefore do not you a mightier wayMake war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?And fortify your self in