Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)

Author: William Shakespeare

Editors: Hardy M. Cook, Ian Lancashire

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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
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  38. 109 — 111
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  40. 115 — 117
  41. 118 — 120
  42. 121 — 123
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  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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¶I39
¶O Call not me to iustifie the wrong, 
¶That thy vnkindnesse layes vpon my heart, 
¶Wound me not with thine eye but with thy toung, 
2075Vse power with power,_and slay me not by Art, 
¶Tell me thou lou'st else-where;but in my sight, 
¶Deare heart forbeare to glance thine eye aside, 
¶What needst thou wound with cunning when thy might 
¶Is more then my ore-prest defence can bide? 
2080Let me excuse thee,_ah my loue well knowes, 
¶Her prettie lookes haue beene mine enemies, 
¶And therefore from my face she turnes my foes, 
¶That they else-where might dart their iniuries : 
¶_Yet do not so,_but since I am neere slaine, 
2085Kill me out-right with lookes,_and rid my paine. 

¶I40
¶BE wise as thou art cruell,_do not presse 
¶My toung-tide patience with too much disdaine : 
¶Least sorrow lend me words and words expresse, 
2090The manner of my pittie wanting paine. 
¶If I might teach thee witte better it weare, 
¶Though not to loue,_yet loue to tell me so, 
¶As testie sick-men when their deaths be neere, 
¶No newes but health from their Phisitions know. 
2095For if I should dispaire I should grow madde, 
¶And in my madnesse might speake ill of thee, 
¶Now this ill wresting world is growne so bad, 
¶Madde slanderers by madde eares beleeued be. 
¶_That I may not be so, nor thou be lyde,
2100Beare thine eyes straight , though thy proud heart goe wide. 

¶I4I
¶IN faith I doe not loue thee with mine eyes, 
¶For they in thee a thousand errors note, 
¶But 'tis my heart that loues what they dispise, 
2105Who in dispight of view is pleasd to dote. 
¶Nor are mine eares with thy toungs tune delighted, 
¶Nor tender feeling to base touches prone, 
¶Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be inuited 
¶To any sensuall feast with thee alone :
2110But my fiue wits,_nor my fiue sences can 
¶Diswade one foolish heart from seruing thee, 
¶Who leaues vnswai'd the likenesse of a man, 
¶Thy proud hearts slaue and vassall wretch to be : 
¶_Onely my plague thus farre I count my gaine, 
2115_That she that makes me sinne,_awards me paine. 

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