The word magician Will weaves his spell and works his magic as long as men can breathe or eyes can see.
Q15 When I consider everything that grows Q23 As an unperfect actor on the stage Q32 If thou survive my well-contented day, Q54 O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem Q60 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, Q63 Against my love shall be as I am now, Q65 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, Q74 But be contented when that fell arrest Q76 Why is my verse so barren of new pride Q78 So oft have I invoked theee for my muse, Q81 Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Q86 Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Q101 O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends Q103 Alack what poverty my muse brings forth, | |||||||||||||||||||||
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