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