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Sonnet 41

|XLI. |
|Those petty wrongs that liberty commits, |
|When I am sometime absent from thy heart, |
|Thy beauty and thy years full well befits, |
|For still temptation follows where thou art. |
|Gentle thou art and therefore to be won, |
|Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assailed; |
|And when a woman woos, what woman's son |
|Will sourly leave her till she have prevailed? |
|Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear, |
|And chide try beauty and thy straying youth, |
|Who lead thee in their riot even there |
|Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth, |
| Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee, |
| Thine, by thy beauty being false to me. |

|Sonnets of William Shakespeare |
|Sonnet 42 |
|XLII. |
|That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, |
|And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; |
|That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief, |
|A loss in love that touches me more nearly. |
|Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye: |
|Thou dost love her, because thou knowst I love her; |
|And for my sake even so doth she abuse me, |
|Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her. |
|If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain, |
|And losing her, my friend hath found that loss; |
|Both find each other, and I lose both twain, |
|And both for my sake lay on me this cross: |
| But here's the joy; my friend and I are one; |
| Sweet flattery! then she loves but me alone. |
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|Sonnets of William Shakespeare |
|Sonnet 43 |
|XLIII. |
|When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, |
|For all the day they view things unrespected; |
|But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, |
|And darkly bright are bright in dark directed. |
|Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, |
|How would thy shadow's form form happy show |
|To the clear day with thy much clearer light, |
|When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! |
|How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made |
|By looking on thee in the living day, |
|When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade |
|Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! |
| All days are nights to see till I see thee, |
| And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me. |
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Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 44

|XLIV. |
|If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, |
|Injurious distance should not stop my way; |
|For then despite of space I would be brought, |
|From limits far remote where thou dost stay. |
|No matter then although my foot did stand |
|Upon the farthest earth removed from thee; |
|For nimble thought can jump both sea and land |
|As soon as think the place where he would be. |
|But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought, |
|To leap large lengths of miles when thou art |
|gone, |
|But that so much of earth and water wrought |
|I must attend time's leisure with my moan, |
| Receiving nought by elements so slow |
| But heavy tears, badges of either's woe. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 45

|XLV. |
|The other two, slight air and purging fire, |
|Are both with thee, wherever I abide; |
|The first my thought, the other my desire, |
|These present-absent with swift motion slide. |
|For when these quicker elements are gone |
|In tender embassy of love to thee, |
|My life, being made of four, with two alone |
|Sinks down to death, oppress'd with melancholy; |
|Until life's composition be recured |
|By those swift messengers return'd from thee, |
|Who even but now come back again, assured |
|Of thy fair health, recounting it to me: |
| This told, I joy; but then no longer glad, |
| I send them back again and straight grow sad. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 46

|XLVI. |
|Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war |
|How to divide the conquest of thy sight; |
|Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar, |
|My heart mine eye the freedom of that right. |
|My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie-- |
|A closet never pierced with crystal eyes-- |
|But the defendant doth that plea deny |
|And says in him thy fair appearance lies. |
|To 'cide this title is impanneled |
|A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart, |
|And by their verdict is determined |
|The clear eye's moiety and the dear heart's part:|
| |
| As thus; mine eye's due is thy outward part, |
| And my heart's right thy inward love of heart. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 47

|XLVII. |
|Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, |
|And each doth good turns now unto the other: |
|When that mine eye is famish'd for a look, |
|Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,|
| |
|With my love's picture then my eye doth feast |
|And to the painted banquet bids my heart; |
|Another time mine eye is my heart's guest |
|And in his thoughts of love doth share a part: |
|So, either by thy picture or my love, |
|Thyself away art resent still with me; |
|For thou not farther than my thoughts canst move,|
| |
|And I am still with them and they with thee; |
| Or, if they sleep, thy picture in my sight |
| Awakes my heart to heart's and eye's delight. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 48

|XLVIII. |
|How careful was I, when I took my way, |
|Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, |
|That to my use it might unused stay |
|From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust! |
|But thou, to whom my jewels trifles are, |
|Most worthy of comfort, now my greatest grief, |
|Thou, best of dearest and mine only care, |
|Art left the prey of every vulgar thief. |
|Thee have I not lock'd up in any chest, |
|Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art, |
|Within the gentle closure of my breast, |
|From whence at pleasure thou mayst come and part;|
| |
| And even thence thou wilt be stol'n, I fear, |
| For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 49

|XLIX. |
|Against that time, if ever that time come, |
|When I shall see thee frown on my defects, |
|When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum, |
|Call'd to that audit by advised respects; |
|Against that time when thou shalt strangely pass |
|And scarcely greet me with that sun thine eye, |
|When love, converted from the thing it was, |
|Shall reasons find of settled gravity,-- |
|Against that time do I ensconce me here |
|Within the knowledge of mine own desert, |
|And this my hand against myself uprear, |
|To guard the lawful reasons on thy part: |
| To leave poor me thou hast the strength of |
|laws, |
| Since why to love I can allege no cause. |

Sonnets of William Shakespeare

Sonnet 50

|L. |
|How heavy do I journey on the way, |
|When what I seek, my weary travel's end, |
|Doth teach that ease and that repose to say |
|'Thus far the miles are measured from thy |
|friend!' |
|The beast that bears me, tired with my woe, |
|Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me, |
|As if by some instinct the wretch did know |
|His rider loved not speed, being made from thee: |
|The bloody spur cannot provoke him on |
|That sometimes anger thrusts into his hide; |
|Which heavily he answers with a groan, |
|More sharp to me than spurring to his side; |
| For that same groan doth put this in my mind; |
| My grief lies onward and my joy behind. |

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