Tracks

    1Be not afeard, the isle is full of noises (The Tempest, Act III, Scene II)Various Artists
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    2Live with me and be my love (from Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music)Various Artists
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    3As an unperfect actor on the stageVarious Artists
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    4My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sunVarious Artists
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    5Why is my verse so barren of new prideVarious Artists
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    6Who will believe my verse in time to comeVarious Artists
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    7That you were once unkind befriends me nowVarious Artists
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    8How oft, when thou, my musicVarious Artists
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    9When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyesVarious Artists
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    10Being your slave, what should I do but tendVarious Artists
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    11Tired with all these, for restful death I cryVarious Artists
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    12When I consider everything that growsVarious Artists
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    13Let those who are in favour with their starsVarious Artists
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    14They that have power to hurt and will do noneVarious Artists
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    15Those lips that Love's own hand did makeVarious Artists
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    16Come again, sweet love doth now inviteVarious Artists
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    17Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shameVarious Artists
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    18Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying meVarious Artists
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    19I never saw that you did painting needVarious Artists
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    20When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtVarious Artists
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    21Is it thy will thy image should keep openVarious Artists
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    22Mine eye and heart are at a mortal warVarious Artists
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    23No more be grieved at that which thou hast doneVarious Artists
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    24O never say that I was false of heartVarious Artists
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    25Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewestVarious Artists
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    26Some glory in their birth, some in their skillVarious Artists
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    27How heavy do I journey on the wayVarious Artists
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    28Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless seaVarious Artists
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    29Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shoreVarious Artists
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    30The quality of mercy is not strained (Portia - The Merchant of Venice)Various Artists
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    31Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not saidVarious Artists
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    32SInce I left you, mine eye is in my mindVarious Artists
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    33Be wise as thou art cruel; do not pressVarious Artists
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    34Is it for fear to wet a widow's eyeVarious Artists
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    35So is it not with me as with that MuseVarious Artists
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    36Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's pawsVarious Artists
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    37The Willow Song (Desdemona - Othello)Various Artists
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    38When my love swears that she is made of truthVarious Artists
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    39When I do count the clock that tells the timeVarious Artists
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    40What potions have I drunk of siren tearsVarious Artists
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    41Not marble nor the gilded monumentsVarious Artists
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    42Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eyeVarious Artists
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    43Let me not to the marriage of true mindsVarious Artists
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    44Music to hear, why hears't thou music sadlyVarious Artists
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    45When forty winters shall besiege thy browVarious Artists
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    46No longer mourn for me when I am deadVarious Artists
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    47In faith I do not love thee with mine eyesVarious Artists
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    48Why didst thou promise such a beauteous dayVarious Artists
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    49Not from the stars do I my judgement pluckVarious Artists
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    50My love is as a fever, longing stillVarious Artists
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    51The little Love-God lying once asleepVarious Artists
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    52Shall I compare thee to a summer's dayVarious Artists
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    53Our revels now are ended (The Tempest, Act IV, Scene I)Various Artists
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    Chat About When Love Speaks - The Sonnets by Ladysmith Black Mambazo