XXV Let those who are in favour with their stars Of public honour and proud titles boast, Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars Unlook'd for...
XXVI Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this written embassage, To witness duty, not to show m...
XXVII Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear respose for limbs with travel tir'd； But then begins a journey in my head To work my mind, w...
XXVIII How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarre'd the benefit of rest？ When day's oppression is not eas'd by night, But day ...
XXIX When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look up...
XXX When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes n...
XXXI Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead； And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts, And all tho...
XXXII If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor ...
XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale...
XXXIV Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, Hiding thy...