Sonnet 110: Alas, 'Tis True, I Have Gone Here And There , by William Shakespeare
Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gored mine...
Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gored mine...
O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not...
Your love and pity doth th' impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;
For what ...
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind,
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his f...
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you,
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?...
Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer;
Y...
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it...
Like as to make our appetite more keen
With eager compounds we our palate urge,
As to prevent ou...
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying...
When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
Whe...
That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs ...
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change.
Thy pyramids built up with newer might
To me a...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour;
Who has...
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessè d wood whose motion soun...
Were't aught to me I bore the canopy,
With my extern the outward honouring,
Or laid great bases...