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Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
1936I30
1937MY Mistres eyes are nothing like the Sunne,
1938Currall is farre more red, then her lips red,
1940If haires be wiers, black wiers grow on her head:
1943And in some perfumes is there more delight,
1944Then in the breath that from my Mistres reekes.
1949 And yet by heauen I thinke my loue as rare,
1951I3I
1954For well thou know'st to my deare doting hart
1957Thy face hath not the power to make loue grone;
1961A thousand grones but thinking on thy face,
1962One on anothers necke do witnesse beare
1963Thy blacke is fairest in my iudgements place.
1965And thence this slaunder as I thinke proceeds.
1966I32
1967THine eies I loue, and they as pittying me,
1968Knowing thy heart torment me with disdaine,
1969Haue put on black, and louing mourners bee,
1970Looking with pretty ruth vpon my paine.
1971And truly not the morning Sun of Heauen
1972Better becomes the gray cheeks of th'East,
1973Nor that full Starre that vshers in the Eauen
1975As those two morning eyes become thy face:
1976O let it then as well beseeme thy heart
1977To mourne for me since mourning doth thee grace,
1978And sute thy pitty like in euery part.
1980And all they foule that thy complexion lacke.