Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
Author: William ShakespeareEditors: Hardy M. Cook, Ian LancashirePeer Reviewed


¶FOr
shame deny that thou bear'
st loue to any
¶Who for thy
selfe art
so vnprouident
¶Graunt if thou wilt,
_thou art belou'd of many,
¶But that thou none lou'
st is mo
st euident:
140For thou art
so po
sse
st with murdrous hate,
¶That gain
st thy
selfe thou
stick
st not to con
spire,
¶Seeking that beautious roofe to ruinate
¶Which to repaire
should be thy chiefe de
sire :
¶O change thy thought,
_that I may change my minde,
145Shall hate be fairer log'd then gentle loue?
¶Be as thy pre
sence is gracious and kind,
¶Or to thy
selfe at lea
st kind harted proue,
¶_Make thee an other
selfe for loue of me,
¶That beauty
still may liue in thine or thee.
¶AS fa
st as thou
shalt wane
so fa
st thou grow'
st,
¶In one of thine,
_from that which thou departe
st,
¶And that fre
sh bloud which yongly thou be
stow'
st,
¶Thou mai
st call thine,
_when thou from youth conuerte
st,
155Herein liues wi
sdome,
_beauty,
_and increa
se,
¶Without this follie,
_age,
_and could decay,
¶If all were minded
so,
_the times
should cea
se,
¶And three
scoore yeare would make the world away:
¶Let tho
se whom nature hath not made for
store,
160Har
sh,
_featurele
sse,
_and rude , barrenly perri
sh,
¶Looke whom
she be
st indow'd,
_she gaue the more;
¶Which bountious guift thou
should
st in bounty cherri
sh,
¶_She caru'd thee for her
seale,
_and ment therby,
¶Thou
should
st print more,
_not let that coppy die.
¶VVHen I doe count the clock that tels the time,
¶And
see the braue day
sunck in hidious night,
¶When I behold the violet pa
st prime,
¶And
sable curls or
siluer'd ore with white :
170When lofty trees I
see barren of leaues,
¶Which er
st from heat did canopie the herd
¶And Sommers greene all girded vp in
sheaues
¶Borne on the beare with white and bri
stly beard:
¶Then of thy beauty do I que
stion make
175That thou among the wa
stes of time mu
st goe,
¶Since
sweets and beauties do them-
selues for
sake,
¶And die as fa
st as they
see others grow,
¶_And nothing gain
st Times
sieth can make defence
¶Saue breed to braue him,
_when he takes thee hence.

