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- Sonnet 03 Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
- Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
- Sonnet 20 A woman’s face, with nature’s own hand
- Sonnet 21 So is it not with me as with that Muse
- Sonnet 27 Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
- Sonnet 61 Is it thy will thy image should keep open
- Sonnet 65 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
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