1. From fairest creatures we desire increase

2. When forty winters shall besiege thy brow

3. Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest

4. Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend

5. Those hours, that with gentle work did frame

6. Then let not winter's ragged hand deface

7. Lo! in the orient when the gracious light

8. Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly

9. Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye

10. For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any

11. As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st

12. When I do count the clock that tells the time

13. O! that you were your self; but, love, you are

14. Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck

15. When I consider every thing that grows

16. But wherefore do not you a mightier way

17. Who will believe my verse in time to come

18. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day

19. Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws

20. A woman's face with nature's own hand painted

21. So is it not with me as with that Muse

22. My glass shall not persuade me I am old

23. As an unperfect actor on the stage

24. Mine eye hath played the painter and hath steeled

25. Let those who are in favour with their stars

26. Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage

27. Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed

28. How can I then return in happy plight

29. When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes

30. When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

31. Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts

32. If thou survive my well-contented day

33. Full many a glorious morning have I seen

34. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day

35. No more be grieved atthat which thou hast done

36. Let me confess that we two must be twain

37. As a decrepit father takes delight

38. How can my muse want subject to invent

39. O! how thy worth with manners may I sing

40. Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all

41. Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits

42. That thou hast her it is not all my grief

43. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see

44. If the dull substance of my flesh were thought

45. The other two, slight air and purging fire

46. Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war

47. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took

48. How careful was I when I took my way

49. Against that time, if ever that time come

50. How heavy do I journey on the way

51. Thus can my love excuse the slow offence

52. So am I as the rich, whose blessed key

53. What is your substance, whereof are you made

54. O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem

55. Not marble, nor the gilded monuments

56. Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said

57. Being your slave what should I do but tend

58. That god forbid, that made me first your slave

59. If there be nothing new, but that which is

60. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore

61. Is it thy will, thy image should keep open

62. Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye

63. Against my love shall be as I am now

64. When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced

65. Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea

66. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry

67. Ah! wherefore with infection should he live

68. Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn

69. Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view

70. That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect

71. No longer mourn for me when I am dead

72. O! lest the world should task you to recite

73. That time of year thou mayst in me behold

74. But be contented when that fell arrest

75. So are you to my thoughts as food to life

76. Why is my verse so barren of new pride

77. Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear

78. So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse

79. Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid

80. O! how I faint when I of you do write

81. Or I shall live your epitaph to make

82. I grant thou wert not married to my Muse

83. I never saw that you did painting need

84. Who is it that says most, which can say more

85. My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still

86. Was it the proud full sail of his great verse

87. Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing

88. When thou shalt be disposed to set me light

89. Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault

90. Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now

91. Some glory in their birth, some in their skill

92. But do thy worst to steal thyself away

93. So shall I live, supposing thou art true

94. They that have power to hurt, and will do none

95. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame

96. Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness

97. How like a winter hath my absence been

98. From you have I been absent in the spring

99. The forward violet thus did I chide

100. Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long

101. O truant Muse what shall be thy amends

102. My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming

103. Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth

104. To me, fair friend, you never can be old

105. Let not my love be called idolatry

106. When in the chronicle of wasted time

107. Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul

108. What's in the brain that ink may character

109. O! never say that I was false of heart

110. Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there

111. O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide

112. Your love and pity doth the impression fill

113. Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind

114. Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you

115. Those lines that I before have writ do lie

116. Let me not to the marriage of true minds

117. Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all

118. Like as, to make our appetites more keen

119. What potions have I drunk of Siren tears

120. That you were once unkind befriends me now

121. 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed

122. Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain

123. No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change

124. If my dear love were but the child of state

125. Were't aught to me I bore the canopy

126. O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power

127. In the old age black was not counted fair

128. How oft when thou, my music, music play'st

129. The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

130. My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

131. Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art

132. Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me

133. Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan

134. So now I have confessed that he is thine

135. Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will

136. If thy soul check thee that I come so near

137. Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes

138. When my love swears that she is made of truth

139. O! call not me to justify the wrong

140. Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press

141. In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes

142. Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate

143. Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch

144. Two loves I have of comfort and despair

145. Those lips that Love's own hand did make

146. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth

147. My love is as a fever longing still

148. O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head

149. Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not

150. O! from what power hast thou this powerful might

151. Love is too young to know what conscience is

152. In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn

153. Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep

154. The little Love-god lying once asleep