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Sonnet 141: In faith I do not love thee with mine eyesA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hateA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catchA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 144: Two loves I have of comfort and despairA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love's own hand did makeA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earthA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever longing stillA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath Love put in my headA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy powerA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fairA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 128: How oft when thou, my music, music play'stA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 129: The expense of spirit in a waste of shameA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 130: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sunA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou artA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying meA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 134: So now I have confessed that he is thineA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy WillA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so nearA Study in Poetry
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Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyesA Study in Poetry