Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come.
Love Poems and SonnetsFor I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
Shakespeare's SonnetsBe not self-willed, for thou art much too fair To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.
Shakespeare's SonnetsHis beauty shall in these black lines be seen, and they shall live, and he in them still green.
Shakespeare's SonnetsO! how shall summer's honey breath hold out, / Against the wrackful siege of battering days?
Shakespeare's Sonnets