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Sonnet 78: So Oft Have I Invoked Thee For My Muse

Sonnet 85: My Tongue Tied Muse In Manners Holds Her Still

Sonnet 94: They That Have Power To Hurt And Will Do None

Sonnet 80: O, How I Faint When I of You Do Write

Sonnet 82: I Grant Thou Wert Not Married To My Muse

Sonnet 83: I Never Saw That You Did Painting Need

Sonnet 77: Thy Glass Will Show Thee How Thy Beauties Wear

Sonnet 76: Why Is My Verse So Barren of New Pride?

Sonnet 95: How Sweet And Lovely Dost Thou Make The Shame

Sonnet 79: Whilst I Alone Did Call Upon Thy Aid