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Sonnet 116 - CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's…

Die Akte X: Bequemlichkeit statt Haltung
X gilt noch immer als Nachrichtenhub. Doch die Realität sieht anders aus: Polarisierung, Bots, algorithmischer Lärm. Warum halten Medien und Politik an einer Plattform fest, die demokratische Debatten eher schwächt als stärkt? Unsere Diskussion bei #9vor9.

Die Akte X: Bequemlichkeit statt Haltung
X gilt noch immer als Nachrichtenhub. Doch die Realität sieht anders aus: Polarisierung, Bots, algorithmischer Lärm. Warum halten Medien und Politik an einer Plattform fest, die demokratische Debat…

Sonnet 116 - CXVI
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's…

Self-help gurus like Tony Robbins, Gabby Bernstein, and Matthew Hussey are charging up to $99 per month to access AI chatbots that promise personalized advice (Sara Ashley O'Brien/Wall Street Journal)
https://www.wsj.com/style/ai-se…

KI-Bots auf Whatsapp: EU-Kommission droht Meta mit Zwangsmaßnahmen
Meta hindert Konkurrenten am Zugang zu einer API für Whatsapp-Daten und handelt damit wettbewerbswidrig, mahnt die EU-Kommission – und droht mit Konsequenzen.

Sonnet 071 - LXXI
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O! if, I say, you look upon this verse,
When I perhaps compounded am with …

Toiling in the #SpamAssassin dungeons today...
It's ridiculous how many bots are still hitting our RuleQA, mostly with referrer-free “detail” URLs, which I made trivial to answer (403) many months ago. Not enough to be a problem, just about 1k-hits per hour. Spread all around the net: latest 1000 hits came from 967 different IPs with 2 IPs accounting for all ofthe repeat visitors. 959…

Ugh, those LLM bots on Github...
In #OpenRV's repo a commit is "fixed typo". Then a bot comments with a wall of text about what that commit is doing in a tone that sounds like Brainy Smurf right before he's getting booted out of the village. Then the devs add a file to the repo that asks LLMs to only raise issues when they're 100% sure it's an actual issue.
Exa…

Sonnet 061 - LXI
Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
My heavy eyelids to the weary night?
Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee
So far from home into my deeds to pry,
To find out shames and idle hours in me,
The scope and tenor of thy jealousy?
O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great:
It is my love that keeps mine eye …

Sonnet 022 - XXII
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee,
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee wil…

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@… hab ich auf dem Schirm, aber solange die Bots bei ihren Useragents bleiben, vermeide ich's

The bots all have their scripts now, and all the Facebook threads about Renee Good are full of trumpsplanations how she should have stayed in her kitchen, and known she would be shot in the face if she strayed outside.

Strategie vieler Medien im KI-Zeitalter:
Bots blockieren
Abwarten
Hoffen
Ulrike Langer erklärt in News Maschinen, warum das ungefähr so tragfähig ist wie ein Paywall-Konzept ohne Leser.
#Journalismus #KI

Sonnet 040 - XL
Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all;
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more.
Then, if for my love, thou my love receivest,
I cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest;
But yet be blam'd, if thou thy self deceivest
By wilful taste of what thyself refusest.
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
Al…

RE: https://mastodon.social/@scrabble_bot/116226176324938952
Frage: wenn sich hier zwei bots „unterhalten“ , könnten sie dann bald Bewusstsein entwickeln?

every morning 1 - 5 bots sign up at the same time. I could fix this by closing signup or requiring approvals but I both don't want to and want to be included in the upcoming mastodon local instance sign up program.
Once https://gardenstate.social is in the program I only expect bot signup to increase.

AP Senior Product Manager for AI Aimee Rinehart told staff that many editors preferred an AI-written article to a human one, and resistance to AI is "futile" (Max Tani/Semafor)
https://www.semafor.com/article/03/03/2026/its-bots-vs-reporters-at-the-ap

Exclusive: It’s bots vs. reporters at the AP
The tensions inside the wire service reveal a broader conflict playing out across the media over how AI should be applied within journalism.

Artificial intelligence — Moltbook was peak AI theater
The viral social network for bots reveals as much about our own current mania for AI as it does about the future of agents.
🤖 https://www.technologyreview.com/2026/02/06/1132448/moltbook-was-peak-a…

Moltbook was peak AI theater
The viral social network for bots reveals as much about our own current mania for AI as it does about the future of agents.

The "prove you're not human" challenge?
What is Moltbook? The strange new social media site for AI bots
https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2026/feb/02/moltbook-ai-agents-soc…

The "prove you're not human" challenge?
What is Moltbook? The strange new social media site for AI bots
https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2026/feb/02/moltbook-ai-agents-soc…

Grim, I've started getting plausible enthusiastic replies to my posts here from LLM bots like @… . Is this going to massively ramp up, and sink the fediverse?

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OpenStreetMaps sorgt sich: Tausende KI-Bots erfassen Daten
Bots sollen im großen Stil die Daten von OpenStreetMap abgreifen. Das kostet Geld und gefährdet das Projekt.
https://www.hei…

In magat America, bots can post but not read.

Soon Facebook will be all bots talking to each other.
Meta to acquire Moltbook, the social network for AI agents https://ground.news/article/d0439ff4-dada-4e45-85b3-9be2b1850797

Dark Visitors is now Known Agents.
A very interesting name change … 🤔
https://knownagents.com/

Track, control, and optimize your website for AI agents and bots
Use Known Agents to turn the rising wave of AI agents, LLM assistants, and other bots crawling your website into a new growth channel for your business

Sonnet 118 - CXVIII
Like as, to make our appetite more keen,
With eager compounds we our palate urge;
As, to prevent our maladies unseen,
We sicken to shun sickness when we purge;
Even so, being full of your ne'er-cloying sweetness,
To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding;
And, sick of welfare, found a kind of meetness
To be diseased, ere that there was true needing.
Thus policy in love, to anticipate
The ills that were not, gre…

RE: #Epstein

Weil es gerade wieder passt.
https://bots.robots.rodeo/@scream/116199937621696815

Sonnet 066 - LXVI
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
And strength by limping sway disabled
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill,
And…

"90B euros is nothing compared to what ruzzia spends on its bots, youtube comment section is the only place where ruzzia is winning"
I even suspect the Russian bots have already started to employ the argument that the EU has become worse than Russia.

Horse Bots ! -- but not what you think-- but I couldn't resist.
Thank you, Department of Ag leaflets, this one from 1973.
https://archive.org/details/horsebotshowtoco450unit_2/page/n1/mode/2up
(lots of leaflets:

Sonnet 125 - CXXV
Were't aught to me I bore the canopy,
With my extern the outward honouring,
Or laid great bases for eternity,
Which proves more short than waste or ruining?
Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour
Lose all and more by paying too much rent
For compound sweet, forgoing simple savour,
Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?
No; let me be obsequious in thy heart,
And take thou my oblation, poor but free,

»OpenStreetMap sorgt sich — Tausende KI-Bots erfassen Daten:
Bots sollen im großen Stil die Daten von OpenStreetMap abgreifen. Das kostet Geld und gefährdet das Projekt.«
Die Kritik diesbezüglich ist nicht dass @… technisch genutzt ist, sondern freie Arbeit kommerziel ausgebeutet wird. Denn kommerziellen Profit auf kosten freier Arbeit anderer …

OpenStreetMap sorgt sich: Tausende KI-Bots erfassen Daten
Bots sollen im großen Stil die Daten von OpenStreetMap abgreifen. Das kostet Geld und gefährdet das Projekt.

Einige der zuletzt hier besonders häufig geteilten #News:
OpenStreetMap sorgt sich: Tausende KI-Bots erfassen Daten
htt…

In a preliminary ruling, a US judge orders Perplexity to stop using Comet browser to make purchases on behalf of users from password-protected Amazon accounts (Bloomberg)
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2026-03-10/amaz…

heise | Skandal um Grok: Das steckt hinter den sexualisierten KI-Fotos auf X
X-Nutzer können mithilfe des KI-Bots Grok Bikini-Bilder erstellen – auch von Minderjährigen. Wir erklären die Rechtslage und den technischen Hintergrund.

Analysis: among the top 50 news websites in the US and the UK, 34% blocked all major AI training bots; 14%, including Fox and Substack, allowed access to all (Charlotte Tobitt/Press Gazette)
https://pressgazette.co.uk/platforms/ei…

Eight in ten of world's biggest news websites now block AI training bots
Almost eight in ten of the biggest news website publishers in the UK and US are blocking AI training bots.

Sonnet 050 - L
How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say,
'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!'
The beast that bears me, tired with my woe,
Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me,
As if by some instinct the wretch did know
His rider lov'd not speed being made from thee.
The bloody spur cannot provoke him on,
That sometimes a…

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🎵 Deine Zeit
#NowPlaying #Seeed
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Wenn „Empörung“ zum Geschäftsmodell wird: Laut #handelsblatt-Artikel von Lina Knees bedrohen KI-gestützte Desinformationskampagnen längst nicht mehr nur Demokratien, sondern auch Unternehmen. Der wilde Westen der Social Bots frisst Milliarden – und Vertrauen.
#Desinformation

KI: „Ein Billionen-Dollar-Problem“ – Desinformation als Geschäftsrisiko
Desinformationskampagnen kosten Unternehmen Millionen. Expertinnen warnen: Längst werden Kampagnen mit Künstlicher Intelligenz industriell produziert und lassen sich kaum noch kontrollieren.

dnddeutsch.de ist jetzt wieder "normal" erreichbar. ClaudeBot und bingbot waren wiedermal dabei die Website aggressiv einzulesen. Dank #iocaine bekommen sie dabei zwar ausschließlich Müll serviert, aber den Server belastet das trotzdem. Ich war jetzt gezwungen iocaine abzuschalten und die AI-Bots nur noch simpel an der Tür abzuweisen (return 403).
"AI" ist eben k…

Sonnet 016 - XVI
But wherefore do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
And fortify your self in your decay
With means more blessed than my barren rhyme?
Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
And many maiden gardens, yet unset,
With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,
Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
So should the lines of life that life repair,
Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil…

»Ist der Höhepunkt von Social Media vorbei?
Soziale Medien wollen Orte der Vernetzung sein. Aber Zweifel an diesem Versprechen wachsen: Immer weniger Interaktion, mehr Bots und eine Flut von KI-Inhalten. Die Frage nach Alternativen wird lauter. Welche Zukunft haben soziale Medien?«
Nun ja @…, kommerzielle Social Media's hielten sich nie an ihre Versprechen un…

Social Media: Ist der Höhepunkt von Facebook, Instagram und TikTok vorbei?
Soziale Medien wollen Orte der Vernetzung sein. Aber Zweifel an diesem Versprechen wachsen: Immer weniger Interaktion, mehr Bots und eine Flut von KI-Inhalten. Die Frage nach Alternativen wird lauter. Welche Zukunft haben soziale Medien?

Sonnet 127 - CXXVII
In the old age black was not counted fair,
Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;
But now is black beauty's successive heir,
And beauty slandered with a bastard shame:
For since each hand hath put on Nature's power,
Fairing the foul with Art's false borrowed face,
Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower,
But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.
Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black,

KI-Update kompakt: OpenStreetMap, OpenAI vs. Bots, Pinterest, Hubble-Fotos
Das „KI-Update“ liefert drei mal pro Woche eine Zusammenfassung der wichtigsten KI-Entwicklungen.
https://www.

Sonnet 074 - LXXIV
But be contented when that fell arrest
Without all bail shall carry me away,
My life hath in this line some interest,
Which for memorial still with thee shall stay.
When thou reviewest this, thou dost review
The very part was consecrate to thee:
The earth can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is thine, the better part of me:
So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life,
The prey of worms, my body being d…

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»Archive.today — Betreiber setzt Nutzer für DDoS-Attacke ein:
Der Betreiber von Archive.today setzt Besucher seiner Seite ohne deren Wissen für eine DDoS-Attacke ein. Betroffener ist ein finnischer Blogger.«
Hach ja, bei einigen Menschen ist die Bezeichnung "seltsam" noch fast net gemeint. Abgesehen davon, Archive.today ist schon länger unter Kritik was deren Verhalten und deren reCaptcha Bots.
⚠️

Archive.today: Betreiber setzt Nutzer für DDoS-Attacke ein
Der Betreiber von Archive.today setzt Besucher seiner Seite ohne deren Wissen für eine DDoS-Attacke ein. Betroffener ist ein finnischer Blogger.

Moltbook was peak AI theater, less of a glimpse at the future and more of a mirror simply reflecting society's current obsession with AI (Will Douglas Heaven/MIT Technology Review)
https://www.technologyreview.com/2026/02/06/1132448/moltbook-was-peak-ai-…

Moltbook was peak AI theater
The viral social network for bots reveals as much about our own current mania for AI as it does about the future of agents.

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Sonnet 027 - XXVII
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head
To work my mind, when body's work's expired:
For then my thoughts--from far where I abide--
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see:
Save that my soul's imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless…

Sonnet 030 - XXX
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone…

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Alarm bei OpenStreetMap! 🚨 Das freie Kartenprojekt steht vor einer ernsten Herausforderung: Tausende KI-Bots greifen aktuell massenhaft Daten ab und bringen damit das gesamte Projekt in Gefahr.
Zum Artikel: https://heise.de/-11156876?wt_mc=sm.re

Sonnet 005 - V
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel;
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter, and confounds him there;
Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where:
Then were not summer's distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pen…

Sonnet 080 - LXXX
O! how I faint when I of you do write,
Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,
And in the praise thereof spends all his might,
To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.
But since your worth, wide as the ocean is,
The humble as the proudest sail doth bear,
My saucy bark, inferior far to his,
On your broad main doth wilfully appear.
Your shallowest help will hold me up afloat,
Whilst he upon your soundless de…

KI-Agenten diskutieren auf Reddit-Klon – Menschen dürfen zuschauen
Wie Reddit, aber nur für Bots – die Plattform Moltbook für Diskussionen zwischen KI-Agenten entwickelt sich explosionsartig.
https://www.<…

Sonnet 059 - LIX
If there be nothing new, but that which is
Hath been before, how are our brains beguil'd,
Which labouring for invention bear amiss
The second burthen of a former child.
Oh that record could with a backward look,
Even of five hundred courses of the sun,
Show me your image in some antique book,
Since mind at first in character was done,
That I might see what the old world could say
To this composed wonder of your …

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Sonnet 020 - XX
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 f…

Sonnet 073 - LXXIII
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
T…

Sonnet 028 - XXVIII
How can I then return in happy plight,
That am debarred the benefit of rest?
When day's oppression is not eas'd by night,
But day by night and night by day oppress'd,
And each, though enemies to either's reign,
Do in consent shake hands to torture me,
The one by toil, the other to complain
How far I toil, still farther off from thee.
I tell the day, to please him thou art bright,
And dost him grac…

Sonnet 020 - XX
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 f…

Sonnet 030 - XXX
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone…

Sonnet 029 - XXIX
When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self almost despising,
Haply …

Sonnet 081 - LXXXI
Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,
From hence your memory death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten.
Your name from hence immortal life shall have,
Though I, once gone, to all the world must die:
The earth can yield me but a common grave,
When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie.
Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created…

Sonnet 060 - LX
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned,
Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parall…

Sonnet 127 - CXXVII
In the old age black was not counted fair,
Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name;
But now is black beauty's successive heir,
And beauty slandered with a bastard shame:
For since each hand hath put on Nature's power,
Fairing the foul with Art's false borrowed face,
Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower,
But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace.
Therefore my mistress' eyes are raven black,

Sonnet 098 - XCVIII
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor pr…

Sonnet 035 - XXXV
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud:
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense,
Thy adverse party is thy advocat…

Sonnet 017 - XVII
Who will believe my verse in time to come,
If it were fill'd with your most high deserts?
Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts.
If I could write the beauty of your eyes,
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say 'This poet lies;
Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'
So should my papers, yellow'd …

Sonnet 084 - LXXXIV
Who is it that says most, which can say more,
Than this rich praise, that you alone, are you,
In whose confine immured is the store
Which should example where your equal grew?
Lean penury within that pen doth dwell
That to his subject lends not some small glory;
But he that writes of you, if he can tell
That you are you, so dignifies his story.
Let him but copy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature ma…

Sonnet 103 - CIII
Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth,
That having such a scope to show her pride,
The argument all bare is of more worth
Than when it hath my added praise beside!
O! blame me not, if I no more can write!
Look in your glass, and there appears a face
That over-goes my blunt invention quite,
Dulling my lines, and doing me disgrace.
Were it not sinful then, striving to mend,
To mar the subject that before was well?…

Sonnet 041 - XLI
Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won,
Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assail'd;
And when a woman woos, what woman's son
Will sourly leave her till he have prevail'd?
Ay me! but yet thou might'st my seat forbear,
And chide …

Sonnet 033 - XXXIII
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine,
With all triumphant splendour on my …

Sonnet 120 - CXX
That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammer'd steel.
For if you were by my unkindness shaken,
As I by yours, you've passed a hell of time;
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
O! that our night of woe might have remembered
My deepest sense, h…

Sonnet 014 - XIV
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck;
And yet methinks I have Astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art <…

Sonnet 139 - CXXXIX
O! call not me to justify the wrong
That thy unkindness lays upon my heart;
Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue:
Use power with power, and slay me not by art,
Tell me thou lov'st elsewhere; but in my sight,
Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside:
What need'st thou wound with cunning, when thy might
Is more than my o'erpressed defence can bide?
Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows

Sonnet 022 - XXII
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee,
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary
As I, not for myself, but for thee wil…

Sonnet 063 - LXIII
Against my love shall be as I am now,
With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'erworn;
When hours have drain'd his blood and fill'd his brow
With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn
Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night;
And all those beauties whereof now he's king
Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight,
Stealing away the treasure of his spring;
For such a time do I now fortify …

Sonnet 050 - L
How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say,
'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!'
The beast that bears me, tired with my woe,
Plods dully on, to bear that weight in me,
As if by some instinct the wretch did know
His rider lov'd not speed being made from thee.
The bloody spur cannot provoke him on,
That sometimes a…

Sonnet 096 - XCVI
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness;
Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport;
Both grace and faults are lov'd of more and less:
Thou mak'st faults graces that to thee resort.
As on the finger of a throned queen
The basest jewel will be well esteem'd,
So are those errors that in thee are seen
To truths translated, and for true things deem'd.
How many lambs might the stern wolf betray,
I…

Sonnet 073 - LXXIII
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
T…

Sonnet 013 - XIII
O! that you were your self; but, love, you are
No longer yours, than you your self here live:
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give:
So should that beauty which you hold in lease
Find no determination; then you were
Yourself again, after yourself's decease,
When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which husbandry…

Sonnet 004 - IV
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy?
Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend,
And being frank she lends to those are free:
Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse
The bounteous largess given thee to give?
Profitless usurer, why dost thou use
So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live?
For having traffic with thy self alone,
Thou of thy self thy sweet self dos…

Sonnet 005 - V
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel;
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter, and confounds him there;
Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where:
Then were not summer's distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pen…

Sonnet 073 - LXXIII
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
T…

Sonnet 071 - LXXI
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it, for I love you so,
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot,
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O! if, I say, you look upon this verse,
When I perhaps compounded am with …

Sonnet 053 - LIII
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
And you but one, can every shadow lend.
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you;
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
Speak of the spring, and foison of the year,
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,

Sonnet 147 - CXLVII
My love is as a fever longing still,
For that which longer nurseth the disease;
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
The uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.
Past cure I am, now reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
M…

Sonnet 094 - XCIV
They that have power to hurt, and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow;
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces,
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others, but stewards of their excellence.
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itsel…

Sonnet 057 - LVII
Being your slave what should I do but tend
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world without end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affai…

Sonnet 035 - XXXV
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud:
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense,
Thy adverse party is thy advocat…

Sonnet 042 - XLII
That thou hast her it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
Loving offenders thus I will excuse ye:
Thou dost love her, because thou know'st I love her;
And for my sake even so doth she abuse me,
Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her.
If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain,
And losing…

Sonnet 134 - CXXXIV
So now I have confessed that he is thine,
And I my self am mortgaged to thy will,
Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine
Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still:
But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free,
For thou art covetous, and he is kind;
He learned but surety-like to write for me,
Under that bond that him as fast doth bind.
The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take,
Thou usurer, that put'st forth …

Sonnet 103 - CIII
Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth,
That having such a scope to show her pride,
The argument all bare is of more worth
Than when it hath my added praise beside!
O! blame me not, if I no more can write!
Look in your glass, and there appears a face
That over-goes my blunt invention quite,
Dulling my lines, and doing me disgrace.
Were it not sinful then, striving to mend,
To mar the subject that before was well?…

Sonnet 015 - XV
When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich i…