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　　How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,　　Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds　　With thy swee... [查看全文]

　　In the old age black was not counted fair,　　Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;　　But now is b... [查看全文]

　　O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power　　Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour;　　Who hast b... [查看全文]

　　Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy,　　With my extern the outward honouring,　　Or laid great bases fo... [查看全文]

　　If my dear love were but the child of state,　　It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd'　　As... [查看全文]

　　No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change:　　Thy pyramids built up with newer might　　To me are noth... [查看全文]

　　Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain　　Full character'd with lasting memory,　　Which shall above that... [查看全文]

　　'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd,　　When not to be receives reproach of being,　　And the ju... [查看全文]

　　That you were once unkind befriends me now,　　And for that sorrow which I then did feel　　Needs must I und... [查看全文]

　　What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,　　Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within,　　Applying fears... [查看全文]