MUCH ADO ABOUT SOMEONE

SHAKESPEARE BIRTHDAY SONNET, APRIL 23, 1564

 

(USING THE FIRST LINES OF HIS SONNETS)

 

#60 Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye

#88 When thou shalt be disposed to set me light

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

#80 O, how I faint when I of you do write

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#139 O, call not me to justify the wrong

#150 O, from what power hast thou this powerful might

#100 Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long

#28 How can I then return in happy plight

 

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

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

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

#115 Those lines that I before have writ do lie

 

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

#71 No longer mourn for me when I am dead

 

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Image: Creative Commons stylized picture of The Bard