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- Sonnet 034: Why Didst Thou Promise Such A Beauteous Day
- Sonnet 035: No More Be Grieved At That Which Thou Hast Done
- Sonnet 036: Let Me Confess That We Two Must Be Twain
- Sonnet 037: As A Decrepit Father Takes Delight
- Sonnet 038: How Can My Muse Want Subject To Invent
- Sonnet 039: O, How Thy Worth With Manners May I Sing
- Sonnet 040: Take All My Loves, My Love, Yea, Take Them All
- Sonnet 041: Those Pretty Wrongs That Liberty Commits
- Sonnet 042: That Thou Hast Her, It Is Not All My Grief
- Sonnet 043: When Most I Wink, Then Do Mine Eyes Best See
- Sonnet 044: If The Dull Substance Of My Flesh Were Thought
- Sonnet 045: The Other Two, Slight Air And Purging Fire
- Sonnet 046: Mine Eye And Heart Are At A Mortal War
- Sonnet 047: Betwixt Mine Eye And Heart A League Is Took
- Sonnet 048: How Careful Was I, When I Took My Way
- Sonnet 049: Against That Time, If Ever That Time Come
- Sonnet 050: How Heavy Do I Journey On The Way
- Sonnet 051: Thus Can My Love Excuse The Slow Offence
- Sonnet 052: So Am I As The Rich Whose Blessèd Key
- Sonnet 053: What Is Your Substance, Whereof Are You Made
- Sonnet 054: O, How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem
- Sonnet 055: Not Marble, Nor The Gilded Monuments
- Sonnet 056: Sweet Love, Renew Thy Force, Be It Not Said
- Sonnet 057: Being Your Slave, What Should I Do But Tend
- Sonnet 058: That God Forbid, That Made Me First Your Slave
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