A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted -- Sonnet XX
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all -- Sonnet CXVII
Against my love shall be, as I am now, -- Sonnet LXIII
Against that time, if ever that time come, -- Sonnet XLIX
Ah! wherefore with infection should he live, -- Sonnet LXVII
Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, -- Sonnet CIII
Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there -- Sonnet CX
As a decrepit father takes delight -- Sonnet XXXVII
As an unperfect actor on the stage -- Sonnet XXIII
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest -- Sonnet XI
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press -- Sonnet CXL
Being your slave, what should I do but tend -- Sonnet LVII
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan -- Sonnet CXXXIII
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, -- Sonnet XLVII
But be contented: when that fell arrest -- Sonnet LXXIV
But do thy worst to steal thyself away, -- Sonnet XCII
But wherefore do not you a mightier way -- Sonnet XVI
Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not, -- Sonnet CXLIX
Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: -- Sonnet CLIII
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, -- Sonnet XIX
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, -- Sonnet LXXXVII
For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any, -- Sonnet X
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, -- Sonnet I
From you have I been absent in the spring, -- Sonnet XCVIII
Full many a glorious morning have I seen -- Sonnet XXXIII
How can I then return in happy plight, -- Sonnet XXVIII
How can my Muse want subject to invent, -- Sonnet XXXVIII
How careful was I, when I took my way, -- Sonnet XLVIII
How heavy do I journey on the way, -- Sonnet L
How like a winter hath my absence been -- Sonnet XCVII
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st, -- Sonnet CXXVIII
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame -- Sonnet XCV
I grant thou wert not married to my Muse -- Sonnet LXXXII
I never saw that you did painting need -- Sonnet LXXXIII
If my dear love were but the child of state, -- Sonnet CXXIV
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, -- Sonnet XLIV
If there be nothing new, but that which is -- Sonnet LIX
If thou survive my well-contented day, -- Sonnet XXXII
If thy soul check thee that I come so near, -- Sonnet CXXXVI
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, -- Sonnet CXLI
In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, -- Sonnet CLII
In the old age black was not counted fair, -- Sonnet CXXVII
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye -- Sonnet IX
Is it thy will thy image should keep open -- Sonnet LXI
Let me confess that we two must be twain, -- Sonnet XXXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds -- Sonnet CXVI
Let not my love be call'd idolatry, -- Sonnet CV
Let those who are in favour with their stars -- Sonnet XXV
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, -- Sonnet LX
Like as, to make our appetites more keen, -- Sonnet CXVIII
Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch -- Sonnet CXLIII
Lo! in the orient when the gracious light -- Sonnet VII
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest -- Sonnet III
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage -- Sonnet XXVI
Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, -- Sonnet CXLII
Love is too young to know what conscience is; -- Sonnet CLI
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war -- Sonnet XLVI
Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd -- Sonnet XXIV
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? -- Sonnet VIII
My glass shall not persuade me I am old, -- Sonnet XXII
My love is as a fever, longing still -- Sonnet CXLVII
My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; -- Sonnet CII
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; -- Sonnet CXXX
My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, -- Sonnet LXXXV
No longer mourn for me when I am dead -- Sonnet LXXI
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: -- Sonnet XXXV
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: -- Sonnet CXXIII
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck; -- Sonnet XIV
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments -- Sonnet LV
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul -- Sonnet CVII
O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, -- Sonnet CXLVIII
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power -- Sonnet CXXVI
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends -- Sonnet CI
O, call not me to justify the wrong -- Sonnet CXXXIX
O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, -- Sonnet CXI
O, from what power hast thou this powerful might -- Sonnet CL
O, how I faint when I of you do write, -- Sonnet LXXX
O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem -- Sonnet LIV
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, -- Sonnet XXXIX
O, lest the world should task you to recite -- Sonnet LXXII
O, never say that I was false of heart, -- Sonnet CIX
O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are -- Sonnet XIII
Or I shall live your epitaph to make, -- Sonnet LXXXI
Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you, -- Sonnet CXIV
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, -- Sonnet CXLVI
Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, -- Sonnet LXXXIX
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? -- Sonnet XVIII
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye -- Sonnet LXII
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, -- Sonnet LXV
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; -- Sonnet CXIII
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key -- Sonnet LII
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, -- Sonnet LXXV
So is it not with me as with that Muse -- Sonnet XXI
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse -- Sonnet LXXVIII
So shall I live, supposing thou art true, -- Sonnet XCIII
So, now I have confess'd that he is thine, -- Sonnet CXXXIV
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, -- Sonnet XCI
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; -- Sonnet XCVI
Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said -- Sonnet LVI
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all; -- Sonnet XL
That god forbid that made me first your slave, -- Sonnet LVIII
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, -- Sonnet LXX
That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, -- Sonnet XLII
That time of year thou mayst in me behold -- Sonnet LXXIII
That you were once unkind befriends me now, -- Sonnet CXX
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame -- Sonnet CXXIX
The forward violet thus did I chide: -- Sonnet XCIX
The little Love-god lying once asleep -- Sonnet CLIV
The other two, slight air and purging fire, -- Sonnet XLV
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; -- Sonnet XC
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface -- Sonnet VI
They that have power to hurt and will do none, -- Sonnet XCIV
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, -- Sonnet CXXXII
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame -- Sonnet V
Those lines that I before have writ do lie, -- Sonnet CXV
Those lips that Love's own hand did make -- Sonnet CXLV
Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view -- Sonnet LXIX
Those petty wrongs that liberty commits, -- Sonnet XLI
Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, -- Sonnet CXXXI
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, -- Sonnet CXXXVII
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence -- Sonnet LI
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, -- Sonnet LXVIII
Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, -- Sonnet XXXI
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain -- Sonnet CXXII
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, -- Sonnet LXXVII
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, -- Sonnet LXVI
Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd, -- Sonnet CXXI
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, -- Sonnet CIV
Two loves I have of comfort and despair, -- Sonnet CXLIV
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend -- Sonnet IV
Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, -- Sonnet LXXXVI
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, -- Sonnet XXVII
Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy, -- Sonnet CXXV
What is your substance, whereof are you made, -- Sonnet LIII
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears, -- Sonnet CXIX
What's in the brain that ink may character -- Sonnet CVIII
When forty winters shall beseige thy brow, -- Sonnet II
When I consider every thing that grows -- Sonnet XV
When I do count the clock that tells the time, -- Sonnet XII
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced -- Sonnet LXIV
When in the chronicle of wasted time -- Sonnet CVI
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, -- Sonnet XLIII
When my love swears that she is made of truth -- Sonnet CXXXVIII
When thou shalt be disposed to set me light, -- Sonnet LXXXVIII
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought -- Sonnet XXX
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, -- Sonnet XXIX
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long -- Sonnet C
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, -- Sonnet LXXIX
Who is it that says most? which can say more -- Sonnet LXXXIV
Who will believe my verse in time to come, -- Sonnet XVII
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' -- Sonnet CXXXV
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, -- Sonnet XXXIV
Why is my verse so barren of new pride, -- Sonnet LXXVI
Your love and pity doth the impression fill -- Sonnet CXII