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Browse Poems, starts with "S" in Love 
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May;
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May;
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Somewhere i have never travelled
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
Song from Arcadia
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By Just Exchange, one for the other given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven.
By Just Exchange, one for the other given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven.
Sonnet #43, From the Portuguese
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
Sonnet 82 (Nymph of the gard’n, where all beauties be…)
Nymph of the gard’n, where all beauties be:
Beauties which do in excellency pass,
His who till death lookt in a wat’ry glass,
Or her whom naked the Trojan boy did see.
Beauties which do in excellency pass,
His who till death lookt in a wat’ry glass,
Or her whom naked the Trojan boy did see.
st. Valentine
In the day of Valentine
I was drinking for a while ..
All bullshut that happened farther,
I remember slightly, brother !
I was drinking for a while ..
All bullshut that happened farther,
I remember slightly, brother !