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My mind to me a kingdom is.

My Mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun..

My Muse may well grudge at my heavenly joy

My silks and fine array

My thoughts are wing'd with hope, my hopes with love.

My true Love hath my heart and I have his.....

No more, no more of this I vow!

Not, Celia! that I juster am..

Not marble, nor the gilded.

Now that the Spring hath fill'd our veins.

O Fair! O Sweet! when I do look on thee.

Of a' the airts the wind can blaw
Of her pure eyes, that now is seen

Of your trouble, Ben! to ease me

O gentle Love! ungentle for thy deed..

O Hand! of all hands living..

O, how thy worth with manners may I sing..

O joy too high for my low style to show!..

O Mary! at thy window be!......

O Mistress mine! where are you roaming?

O Nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray

O Night! O jealous Night! repugnant to my measures.

O, no more, no more! too late..

Orpheus with his lute made trees.

O, saw ye bonnie Lesley

O, sing unto my roundelay!.

O thou that swing'st upon the waving..

Out upon it! I have loved

O, waly! waly! up the bank.

O, what a pain is love!.......

O, whistle! and I'll come to you, my Lad!.

Pack, clouds! away, and welcome, day!.

Pan's Syrinx was a girl indeed.

Passion may my judgment blear

Phoebus! arise

Phoebus, rich father of eternal light.

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Piping down the valleys wild
Pretty twinkling starry eyes!

Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair! ....

Reach with your whiter hands to me
Reveal, O tongue! the secrets of my thought!

Ring out your bells! let mourning shows be spread!

Rise, Lady Mistress! rise!......................

Roses, their sharp spines being gone..
Ruin seize thee, ruthless King!.

See the chariot at hand here of Love

See! with what simplicity..

Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green

Shake off your heavy trance!

Shall I, hopeless, then pursue

Shall I tell you whom I love?.....

Shall I, wasting in despair......

Shut not so soon! the dull-eyed Night.

Sigh no more, Ladies! sigh no more.

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
Since first I saw your face I resolved.....

Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part!.

Sith gone is my delight and only pleasure...
Sitting by a river-side..

Slow, slow, fresh fount! keep time with my salt tears.
Some there are as fair to see too...

Sometimes I wish that I his pillow were

So shoots a Star as doth my Mistress glide.

Spring, the sweet Spring, is the year's pleasant king.

Stay, O sweet! and do not rise!....

Stay, Phoebus! stay!.

Steer, hither steer your winged pines...
Stella! the fullness of my thoughts of thee
Stella! the only planet of my night

Still to be neat, still to be dress'd ...
Sweet Adon! darest not glance thine eye
Sweet are the thoughts that savor of content
Sweet Day! so cool, so calm, so bright..

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Sweet Rose of virtue and of gentleness!
Sweet Soul! which in the April of thy years..

Take, O take those lips away.

Tell me not of a face that's fair
Tell me not, Sweet! I am unkind.

Tell me not Time hath play'd the thief.
Tell me, thou skilful shepherd swain!.
That learned Grecian, who did so excel
That time of year thou may'st in me behold
That which her slender waist confined

The chief perfections of both sexes join'd..
The curfew tolls the knell of parting day........

The doubt which ye misdeem, fair Love! is vain

The faery beam upon you!.......

The flower of virgins in her prime of years

The forward violet thus did I chide
The forward youth that would appear.
The fowler hides, as closely as he may
The glories of our blood and state.
The lark now leaves his watery nest
The lopped tree in time may grow again
The motion which the ninefold sacred quire.
Then, as she was 'bove human glory graced..
The poets feign that when the world began..
The poplars are fell'd: farewell to the shade
There is a Lady, sweet and kind......
The rushing rivers that do run.........

These as they change, Almighty Father! these..
The Stoics think (and they come near the truth).
The sweet season, that bud and bloom forth brings.
The twentieth year is well-nigh past
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man

The Yellow-hair'd Laddie sat down on yon brae.
This latter night, amidst my troubled rest.
Thou think'st I flatter, when thy praise I tell.
Thrice happy Pair! who had and have..
Thrice happy She that is so well assured
Tiger! Tiger, burning bright.......

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry

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Toll for the Brave!

To me, whom in their lays the shepherds call.
Tongue! never cease to sing Fidessa's praise
To the old long life and treasure! .....
To you, my Purse! and to none other wight

Trust not, sweet Soul! those curled waves of gold
'Twas at the royal feast for Persia won..
Tyrian dye why do you wear

Underneath this marble stone

Under the greenwood tree

Unto the boundless ocean of thy beauty

Vane! young in years, but in sage counsel old
Victorious men of earth! no more

Wee, modest, crimson-tipped Flower!..
Weep you no more, sad fountains!.

Wee, sleekit, cowerin', timorous Beastie !.
Welcome, Maids of Honour!.....
Welcome! welcome! do I sing.
Well then, I now do plainly see..
Were I as base as is the lowly plain

What constitutes a State?..

What is Love but the desire....

What is the cause when I elsewhere resort
What is the existence of Man's Life.....
What sweet relief the showers to thirsty plants
What though with figures I should raise
When all is done and said, in the end this..
Whence comes my love? O heart! disclose!
When daisies pied, and violets blue....
When God at first made Man

When icicles hang by the wall.
When I consider how my light is spent.
When I essay to blaze my lovely Love..
When I go musing all alone..

When in the chronicle of wasted time...

When I was fair and young, and favour graced me
When Love with unconfinèd wings......

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When Music, heavenly maid, was young..
When this crystal shall present

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
When Venus saw Desire must die

When whispering strains do softly steal

Where the bee sucks, there lurk I

Whether on Ida's shady brow

Whoe'er she be.....

Whoever comes to shroud me, do not harm

Who is the honest man?

Why came I so untimely forth.

Why covet I thy blessed eyes to see
Why doth heaven bear a sun................
Why so pale and wan? fond lover!.
Would my good Lady love me best.

Ye flowery banks o' bonnie Doon!.
Ye learned Sisters! which have oftentimes.

Ye living lamps, by whose dear light..

Yet once more, O ye laurels! and once more
You meaner beauties of the night...
You who are earth and can not rise

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