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Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXV. Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXIV. So, now I have confess'd that he is thine,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXIII. Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXII. Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXI. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXX. My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXIX. The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXVIII. How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXVII. In the old age black was not counted fair,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXVI. O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXV. Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy,
Shakespeare Sonnets CXXIV. If my dear love were but the child of state,