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Sonnet 20

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Jul 15, 2025

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A woman's face with nature's own hand painted

Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;

A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted

With shifting change as is false women's fashion;

An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,

Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;

A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,

Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.

And for a woman wert thou first created,

Till nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting,

And by addition me of thee defeated

By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.

But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure,

Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.

- William Shakespeare

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Table of Contents

#3 I. Lines of Honor

#4 A. The Sonorous Sonnets

#5 How Do I Love Thee

#6 I Carry Your Heart with Me

#7 Love Sonnet II

#8 Not in A Silver Casket Cool with Pearls

#9 Of Love: A Sonnet

#10 Six Sonnets Crossing the West

#13 Sonnet XVII