ROSES, their sharp spines being gone, Not royal in their smells alone,    But ...

Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;But you ...

My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming;I love not less, though ...

Like as to make our appetite more keenWith eager compounds we our palate ...

So, now I have confessed that he is thine,And I my self am ...

When I consider every thing that growsHolds in perfection but a little moment.That ...

Let those who are in favour with their starsOf public honour and proud ...

Those pretty wrongs that liberty commitsWhen I am sometime absent from thy heart,Thy ...

Being your slave, what should I do but tendUpon the hours and times ...

O, lest the world should task you to reciteWhat merit lived in me ...