Sonnets of William Shakespeare-Sonnet 42 That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be... [查看全文]
Those petty wrongs that liberty commits, When I am sometime absent from thy heart, Thy beauty and thy ye... [查看全文]
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all; What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No lo... [查看全文]
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? What can mine own... [查看全文]
How can my Muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine ow... [查看全文]
As a decrepit father takes delight To see his active child do deeds of youth, So I, made lame by fortu... [查看全文]
Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one: So shall those blots th... [查看全文]
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds... [查看全文]
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clo... [查看全文]
Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden... [查看全文]