LV Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme； But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept ...
LVI Sweet love, renew thy force； be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd, To-morrow sharpe...
LVII Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire？ I have no precious time at all to spend； Nor services to do...
LVIII That god forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at your hand the account of hours to crav...
LIX If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguil'd, Which labouring for invention bear amiss The second ...
LX Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end； Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequen...
LXI Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night？ Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While shadows like ...
LXII Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul, and all my every part； And for this sin there is no remedy, It is so grounded inward in...
LXIII Against my love shall be as I am now, With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'erworn； When hours have drain'd his blood and fil...
LXIV When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age； When sometime lofty towers I see down-raz'd, ...