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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued)
    Like stones of worth, they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
          Sonnet lii.
    The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
          Sonnet liv.
    Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme.
          Sonnet lv.
    Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o’ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
          Sonnet lxv.
    And art made tongue-tied by authority.
          Sonnet lxvi.
    And simple truth miscall’d simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.
          Sonnet lxvi.
    The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.
          Sonnet lxx.
    That time of year thou may’st in me behold,
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,—
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
          Sonnet lxxiii.
    Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created shall o’er-read,
And tongues to be your being shall rehearse
When all the breathers of this world are dead;
You still shall live—such virtue hath my pen—
Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
          Sonnet lxxxi.
    Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.
          Sonnet lxxxvii.
    Do not drop in for an after-loss.
Ah, do not, when my heart hath ’scap’d this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquer’d woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purpos’d overthrow.
          Sonnet xc.