The Sonnets (Modern)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editor: Michael Best

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The Sonnets (Modern)
- Work
- Poem
  1. Dedication
  2. 1 — 3
  3. 4 — 6
  4. 7 — 9
  5. 10 — 12
  6. 13 — 15
  7. 16 — 18
  8. 19 — 21
  9. 22 — 24
  10. 25 — 27
  11. 28 — 30
  12. 31 — 33
  13. 34 — 36
  14. 37 — 39
  15. 40 — 42
  16. 43 — 45
  17. 46 — 48
  18. 49 — 51
  19. 52 — 54
  20. 55 — 57
  21. 58 — 60
  22. 61 — 63
  23. 64 — 66
  24. 67 — 69
  25. 70 — 72
  26. 73 — 75
  27. 76 — 78
  28. 79 — 81
  29. 82 — 84
  30. 85 — 87
  31. 88 — 90
  32. 91 — 93
  33. 94 — 96
  34. 97 — 99
  35. 100 — 102
  36. 103 — 105
  37. 106 — 108
  38. 109 — 111
  39. 112 — 114
  40. 115 — 117
  41. 118 — 120
  42. 121 — 123
  43. 124 — 126
  44. 127 — 129
  45. 130 — 132
  46. 133 — 135
  47. 136 — 138
  48. 139 — 141
  49. 142 — 144
  50. 145 — 147
  51. 148 — 150
  52. 151 — 153
  53. 154
Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
- Work
- Poem
  1. Titlepage
  2. Dedication
  3. 1 — 3
  4. 4 — 6
  5. 7 — 9
  6. 10 — 12
  7. 13 — 15
  8. 16 — 18
  9. 19 — 21
  10. 22 — 24
  11. 25 — 27
  12. 28 — 30
  13. 31 — 33
  14. 34 — 36
  15. 37 — 39
  16. 40 — 42
  17. 43 — 45
  18. 46 — 48
  19. 49 — 51
  20. 52 — 54
  21. 55 — 57
  22. 58 — 60
  23. 61 — 63
  24. 64 — 66
  25. 67 — 69
  26. 70 — 72
  27. 73 — 75
  28. 76 — 78
  29. 79 — 81
  30. 82 — 84
  31. 85 — 87
  32. 88 — 90
  33. 91 — 93
  34. 94 — 96
  35. 97 — 99
  36. 100 — 102
  37. 103 — 105
  38. 106 — 108
  39. 109 — 111
  40. 112 — 114
  41. 115 — 117
  42. 118 — 120
  43. 121 — 123
  44. 124 — 126
  45. 127 — 129
  46. 130 — 132
  47. 133 — 135
  48. 136 — 138
  49. 139 — 141
  50. 142 — 144
  51. 145 — 147
  52. 148 — 150
  53. 151 — 153
  54. 154
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  12. 12
  13. 13
  14. 14
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  68. 68
  69. 69

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¶When thou shalt be disposed to set me light
¶And place my merit in the eye of scorn,
¶Upon thy side against myself I'll fight,
¶And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.
1310With mine own weakness being best acquainted,
¶Upon thy part I can set down a story
¶Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted,
¶That thou, in losing me, shall win much glory;
¶And I by this will be a gainer too,
1315For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,
¶The injuries that to myself I do,
¶Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
¶_Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
¶_That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.

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¶Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,
¶And I will comment upon that offence;
¶Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt,
¶Against thy reasons making no defense.
1325Thou canst not, love, disgrace me half so ill,
¶To set a form upon desired change,
¶As I'll myself disgrace, knowing thy will;
¶I will acquaintance strangle and look strange,
¶Be absent from thy walks, and in my tongue
1330Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell,
¶Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong,
¶And haply of our old acquaintance tell.
¶_For thee, against myself I'll vow debate,
¶_For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate.

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¶Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now,
¶Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
¶Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
¶And do not drop in for an after-loss.
1340Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this sorrow,
¶Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;
¶Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
¶To linger out a purposed overthrow.
¶If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
1345When other petty griefs have done their spite;
¶But in the onset come, so shall I taste
¶At first the very worst of fortune's might;
¶_And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
¶_Compared with loss of thee, will not seem so.

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