日期：2007-11-30 CXXXIII Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me！ Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be？ Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken, And my next self... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXIV So, now I have confess'd that he is thine, And I my self am mortgag'd to thy will, Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still： But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free, For thou art covetous, and he is... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXV Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in over-plus； More than enough am I that vex'd thee still, To thy sweet will making addition thus. Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious, Not once vouchsafe to... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXVI If thy soul check thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will', And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there； Thus far for love, my love-suit, sweet, fulfil. 'Will', will fulfil the treasure of thy love, Ay, fill it... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXVII Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they behold, and see not what they see？ They know what beauty is, see where it lies, Yet what the best is take the worst to be. If eyes, corrupt by over-partial looks, Be anchor'd in... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXVIII When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she kno... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXXXIX O！ call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart； Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue： Use power with power, and slay me not by art, Tell me thou lov'st elsewhere； but in my sight, Dear heart, forbea... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXL Be wise as thou art cruel； do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain； Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express The manner of my pity-wanting pain. If I might teach thee wit, better it were, Though not to love, yet, love to... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLI In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note； But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise, Who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote. Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted； Nor tender f... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLII Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving： O！ but with mine compare thou thine own state, And thou shalt find it merits not reproving； Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine, That have profan'd... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLIII Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch One of her feather'd creatures broke away, Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch In pursuit of the thing she would have stay； Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase, Cries to catch h... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLIV Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still： The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil, Tempteth my better angel from my side,... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLV Those lips that Love's own hand did make, Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate', To me that languish'd for her sake： But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was us'd in... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, My sinful earth these rebel powers array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay？ Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading m... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLVII My love is as a fever longing still, For that which longer nurseth the disease； Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, The uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not k... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLVIII O me！ what eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight； Or, if they have, where is my judgment fled, That censures falsely what they see aright？ If that be fair whereon my false eyes dote, What means the wo... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CXLIX Canst thou, O cruel！ say I love thee not, When I against myself with thee partake？ Do I not think on thee, when I forgot Am of my self, all tyrant, for thy sake？ Who hateth thee that I do call my friend, On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CL O！ from what power hast thou this powerful might, With insufficiency my heart to sway？ To make me give the lie to my true sight, And swear that brightness doth not grace the day？ Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill, That in the very r... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CLI Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love？ Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove： For, thou betraying me, I do betray My nobler part to my gross... 阅读全文>>

日期：2007-11-30 CLII In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing； In act thy bed-vow broke, and new faith torn, In vowing new hate after new love bearing： But why of two oaths' breach do I accuse thee, When I break... 阅读全文>>