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
  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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  3. 3
  4. 4
  5. 5
  6. 6
  7. 7
  8. 8
  9. 9
  10. 10
  11. 11
  12. 12
  13. 13
  14. 14
  15. 15
  16. 16
  17. 17
  18. 18
  19. 19
  20. 20
  21. 21
  22. 22
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  25. 25
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  27. 27
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  37. 37
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  40. 40
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  42. 42
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  46. 46
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  51. 51
  52. 52
  53. 53
  54. 54
  55. 55
  56. 56
  57. 57
  58. 58
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  60. 60
  61. 61
  62. 62
  63. 63
  64. 64
  65. 65
  66. 66
  67. 67
  68. 68
  69. 69

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¶MIne eye and heart are at a mortall warre, 
¶How to deuide the conquest of thy sight, 
¶Mine eye,_my heart their pictures sight would barre, 
¶My heart,_mine eye the freeedome of that right, 
680My heart doth plead that thou in him doost lye, 
¶(A closet neuer pearst with christall eyes)
¶But the defendant doth that plea deny, 
¶And sayes in him their faire appearance lyes. 
¶To side this title is impannelled 
685A quest of thoughts,_all tennants to the heart, 
¶And by their verdict is determined 
¶The cleere eyes moyitie,_and the deare hearts part. 
¶_As thus,_mine eyes due is their outward part, 
¶And my hearts right,_their inward loue of heart. 

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¶BEtwixt mine eye and heart a league is tooke, 
¶And each doth good turnes now vnto the other, 
¶When that mine eye is famisht for a looke, 
¶Or heart in loue with sighes himselfe doth smother; 
695With my loues picture then my eye doth feast, 
¶And to the painted banquet bids my heart: 
¶An other time mine eye is my hearts guest, 
¶And in his thoughts of loue doth share a part. 
¶So either by thy picture or my loue, 
700Thy selfe away,_are present still with me, 
¶For thou nor farther then my thoughts canst moue, 
¶And I am still with them,_and they with thee. 
¶_Or if they sleepe, thy picture in my sight 
¶Awakes my heart,_to hearts and eyes delight. 

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¶HOw carefull was I when I tooke my way, 
¶Each trifle vnder truest barres to thrust, 
¶That to my vse it might vn-vsed stay 
¶From hands of falsehood,_in sure wards of trust ? 
710But thou,_to whom my iewels trifles are, 
¶Most worthy comfort,_now my greatest griefe, 
¶Thou best of deerest,_and mine onely care, 
¶Art left the prey of euery vulgar theefe. 
¶Thee haue I not lockt vp in any chest, 
715Saue where thou art not,_though I feele thou art, 
¶Within the gentle closure of my brest, 
¶From whence at pleasure thou maist come and part, 
¶_And euen thence thou wilt be stolne I feare, 
¶For truth prooues theeuish for a prize so deare. 

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