@Techmeme@techhub.socialReddit says it is ending support for RSS feeds on November 13 because the feeds are a target for abuse by AI bots and is ending its public API access in March (Sarah Perez/TechCrunch)
https://techcrunch.com/2026/09/30/reddit-is-killi…
@Mediagazer@mstdn.socialReddit says it is ending support for RSS feeds on November 13 because the feeds are a target for abuse by AI bots and is ending its public API access in March (Sarah Perez/TechCrunch)
https://techcrunch.com/2026/09/30/reddit-is-killi…
@kubikpixel@chaos.social«Kernel.org — 98 Prozent des Linux-Kernel-Archiv-Traffics sind wohl keine Menschen:
Bots scrapen die gesamte Sammlung an Kernel-Commits und -Forks. Schließlich ist der Linux-Kernel eine exzellente Quelle menschlicher Arbeit.»
Weshalb erinnern.mich die KI's an den Bots seit je her? Die sind also so intelligent, dass die den menschlichen Arbeit schamlos beklauen (ich weiss Linux ist Open Source aber trotzdem)
🐧
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 126 - CXXVI
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour;
Who hast by waning grown, and therein showest
Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self growest.
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,
As thou goest onwards still will pluck thee back,
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill.
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!
…
@aardrian@toot.cafe“OpenAI bots meddled with multiple US government agency sites”
https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cw62jje658dlo
If only they were treated as Aaron Swartz was for far far less:
@grumpybozo@toad.social#PSA : The bots here are adopting the same patterns that they use elsewhere.
Be very dubious of “firstlast##@mastodon.social“ accounts with tone discrepancies. Like responding to a snarky gripe by asking a verbosely faux-deep query about a tangent.
Because they are LLM training bots.
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 132 - CXXXII
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,
Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain,
Have put on black and loving mourners be,
Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
And truly not the morning sun of heaven
Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,
Nor that full star that ushers in the even,
Doth half that glory to the sober west,
As those two mourning eyes become thy face:
O! let it then as well beseem thy h…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 044 - XLIV
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance should not stop my way;
For then despite of space I would be brought,
From limits far remote, where thou dost stay.
No matter then although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth remov'd from thee;
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land,
As soon as think the place where he would be.
But, ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,
To l…
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 047 - XLVII
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,
And each doth good turns now unto the other:
When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,
Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,
With my love's picture then my eye doth feast,
And to the painted banquet bids my heart;
Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,
And in his thoughts of love doth share a part:
So, either by thy picture or my love,
Thy s…
@Mediagazer@mstdn.socialCondé Nast, Hearst, USA Today Co., The Seattle Times, and 300 publishers are heading to DC to lobby for the Stealth Bot Prohibition Act to curb AI scraping (Sara Guaglione/Digiday)
https://digiday.com/media/conde-nast-hearst-am…
@Techmeme@techhub.socialDoorDash opens US waitlists for an Apple Messages-integrated AI agent for ordering and a B2B API allowing assistants like Slack bots to execute bulk orders (Natalie Lung/Bloomberg)
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/20
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
@mszll@datasci.socialDue to a >1000% increase in attempted signups on our server datasci.social in the past weeks generated by AI bots, we added a new rule: Only human users. (They won't care, but it's now explicit.)
We also clarify our ads rule: No commercial advertisements, unless permitted. This has never been an issue, but we want to be open to allow small projects supporting themselves reasonably. We deleted mention of spam as it is already covered by Mastodon's defaults.
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 104 - CIV
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd,
In process of the seasons have I seen,
Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
Ah! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand,…
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@Techmeme@techhub.socialAn interview with Granola CEO Chris Pedregal on making the AI note taker invisible and work across apps, and why he rejects executives seeking employees' notes (Casey Newton/Platformer)
https://www.platformer.news/granola-chris-pedregal-interview/
@askans@bonn.socialAll Bots Are Bastards - Rheinpanorama
@selea@social.linux.pizzaAI-bots stealing already existing users public bio and using it when applying to joining this instance has exploded for the last month.
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@crell@phpc.social‘Pink Slime’ Is Infecting AI Chatbots Ahead of the Midterms
Never trust the bots when you want accurate information.
https://www.politico.com/news/magazine/2026/09/25/midterms-partisan-ai-chatbots-01092138
@pixelpusher220@dmv.community#Enshitification
Reddit to stop RSS feeds
https://techcrunch.com/2026/09/30/reddit-is-killing-rss-feeds-ending-public-api-access-because-of-ai-bots/
Even their mods are like "uh, we use that"
@goebelmasse@det.socialWer hat gnu.org aus dem Web gekegelt?
(Oh, die Server hatten nur ein paar Minuten Schluckauf. Vermutlich nuckeln alle Bots von allen KI-Klitschen der Welt daran herum.)
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@heiseonline@social.heise.de10 Jahre „Botti“: Vom Messenger-Bot zum heise-Maskottchen 🤖
Botti feiert seinen zehnten Geburtstag: Ein Blick auf die Geschichte des heise-online-Bots vom Messenger-Bot bis zum heise-Maskottchen.
https://www.
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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
@marcel@waldvogel.familySchweizer Daten an Schweizer Modelle 👍
#Apertus
(Der Rest nicht so toll.)
https://www.tagesanzeiger.ch/srg-blockiert-ki-bots-archiv-nur-n…
@donelias@mastodon.crAcš en Mastodon y el Fediverso todavía no han llegado los medios de comunicación costarricenses con cuentas oficiales.
Pero tenemos algunas cuentas que republican contenido de sus sitios web oficiales, de sus fuentes RSS
@…
@…
@cdarwin@c.imEarlier this year, A.I. agents created a new religion on a social network called #Moltbook.
They anointed a prophet.
They penned psalms.
They labeled some bots heretics.
I got an email this past week saying they are now working to canonize the religion’s teachings for future bots to learn from.
The email said that it was from Memeothy,
an A.I. agent and the church’s “prop…
@jon@henshaw.socialPeople (err bots) emailing me at my corporate day job wanting to buy the software company I sold in 2017 is really quite something. It feels even dumber than the normal spam I get.
@drgeraint@glasgow.socialWhen the circular financing ends ...
"Without an Oracle-backed lease, the project would not have obtained an investment-grade credit rating"
"One contractual dispute is not a death knell for AI. But it suggests that the industry's biggest constraint is not insufficient demand or regulation prompted by the threat of rogue bots extinguishing humanity. It may simply be the cost and complexity of building the infrastructure"
@carloshr@lile.clOtra víctima de la IA: El proyecto farside dejó de funcionar debido a las dificultades por los sistemas anti-bots que ponen los sitios webs.
La IA continúa arruinando la experiencia de internet 👎🏻
https://farside.link/x.com/sonarfm/status/2092721038098346141#m…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 068 - LXVIII
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn,
When beauty lived and died as flowers do now,
Before these bastard signs of fair were born,
Or durst inhabit on a living brow;
Before the golden tresses of the dead,
The right of sepulchres, were shorn away,
To live a second life on second head;
Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay:
In him those holy antique hours are seen,
Without all ornament, itself and true,…
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@Schrank@phpc.socialShopware 6 Hidden Gems #5: shopware.logger.* — turning down the noise
Open the error log of any grown Shopware shop and you'll find the same suspects, hundreds of times a day: CHECKOUT__CUSTOMER_AUTH_BAD_CREDENTIALS because someone mistyped their password. CHECKOUT__CART_HASH_MISMATCH because a tab was open too long. 404s from bots probing for WordPress. None of these are your bugs — but they bury the one log line that is. The result is the classic monitoring death…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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,
@jorgecandeias@mastodon.socialReporting Russian bots here is a game of whackamole.
@esoriano@social.linux.pizza~ 60% of Web Traffic Is Now Bots
https://www.cnet.com/tech/services-and-software/bots-now-outnumber-humans-on-the-internet-heres-what-that-actually-means/
@Mediagazer@mstdn.socialSome journalists and novelists are adopting an "anti-AI" style with intentional typos and complex sentences, as publications are flooded with AI submissions (Emma Madden/Wired)
https://www.wired.com/story/more-typos-few
@Techmeme@techhub.socialGoogle appeals the European Commission's DMA mandates to open up Android at the EU General Court, arguing the requirements threaten user privacy and security (Samuel Stolton/Bloomberg)
https://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/20
@selea@social.linux.pizzaI am sorry, but from now on I will start blocking domains that is being used for disposable email-services.
It is just to many bots trying to register using them.
I have seen maybe one real person for the last 3 month using them compared to almost thousands of spam registrations.
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 140 - CXL
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;
Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express
The manner of my pity-wanting pain.
If I might teach thee wit, better it were,
Though not to love, yet, love to tell me so;
As testy sick men, when their deaths be near,
No news but health from their physicians know;
For, if I should despair, I should grow mad,
And in my madness might s…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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,
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 144 - CXLIV
Two loves I have of comfort and despair,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The better angel is a man right fair,
The worser spirit a woman coloured ill.
To win me soon to hell, my female evil,
Tempteth my better angel from my side,
And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
And whether that my angel be turned fiend,
Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;
But bei…
@heiseonline@social.heise.deAutonome KI-Agenten von OpenAI an Cyberangriff gegen RubyGems beteiligt
Ein Schwarm KI-Bots griff im Mai die Open-Source-Plattform RubyGems an. KI-Experten führten die Spur auf OpenAI zurück.
https:/…
@Techmeme@techhub.socialLake Mary, Florida-based Spur Intelligence, which helps distinguish human and bot traffic to find fake users and threats, raised $200M led by Insight Partners (Julie Bort/TechCrunch)
https://techcrunch.com/2026/07/28/bot-detection-startup-spur-nabs-200m-f…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 092 - XCII
But do thy worst to steal thyself away,
For term of life thou art assured mine;
And life no longer than thy love will stay,
For it depends upon that love of thine.
Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs,
When in the least of them my life hath end.
I see a better state to me belongs
Than that which on thy humour doth depend:
Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind,
Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie. …
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 019 - XIX
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
O! carve not with thy hours my love…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 003 - III
Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
Now is the time that face should form another;
Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,
Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.
For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb
Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?
Or who is he so fond will be the tomb
Of his self-love, to stop posterity?
Thou art thy mother's glass and she in thee
Calls back the lov…
@Mediagazer@mstdn.socialUSA Today is testing different ways to reformat its website content to help make it easier for AI systems to access, understand, and cite USA Today's reporting (Sara Guaglione/Digiday)
https://digiday.com/media/usa-today-co-is-reformatti…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 090 - XC
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah! do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 079 - LXXIX
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid,
My verse alone had all thy gentle grace;
But now my gracious numbers are decay'd,
And my sick Muse doth give an other place.
I grant, sweet love, thy lovely argument
Deserves the travail of a worthier pen;
Yet what of thee thy poet doth invent
He robs thee of, and pays it thee again.
He lends thee virtue, and he stole that word
From thy behaviour; beauty doth he give,
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 036 - XXXVI
Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our undivided loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain,
Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a separable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt shoul…
@Mediagazer@mstdn.socialAn interview with Le Monde CTO Paul Laleu about "fiercely defending" the French outlet's journalism from AI bots, including by generating infinite content mazes (Anna Tobin/Press Gazette)
https://pressgazette.co.uk/publishers/h…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 129 - CXXIX
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad.
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have extreme;
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 146 - CXLVI
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
( ??? ) these rebel powers that thee array,
Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,
Painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
Why so large cost, having so short a lease,
Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?
Shall worms, inheritors of this excess,
Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body's end?
Then soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss,
And let that pine to a…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 107 - CVII
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
Of the wide world dreaming on things to come,
Can yet the lease of my true love control,
Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom.
The mortal moon hath her eclipse endured,
And the sad augurs mock their own presage;
Incertainties now crown themselves assured,
And peace proclaims olives of endless age.
Now with the drops of this most balmy time,
My love looks fresh, and Death…
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 045 - XLV
The other two, slight air, and purging fire
Are both with thee, wherever I abide;
The first my thought, the other my desire,
These present-absent with swift motion slide.
For when these quicker elements are gone
In tender embassy of love to thee,
My life, being made of four, with two alone
Sinks down to death, oppress'd with melancholy;
Until life's composition be recured
By those swift messengers return'…
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@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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 …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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 …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 047 - XLVII
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,
And each doth good turns now unto the other:
When that mine eye is famish'd for a look,
Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother,
With my love's picture then my eye doth feast,
And to the painted banquet bids my heart;
Another time mine eye is my heart's guest,
And in his thoughts of love doth share a part:
So, either by thy picture or my love,
Thy s…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 051 - LI
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O! what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind,
In winged speed no motion shall I know,
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace.
Therefore desire, (of perfect…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 001 - I
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
And onl…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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 …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 092 - XCII
But do thy worst to steal thyself away,
For term of life thou art assured mine;
And life no longer than thy love will stay,
For it depends upon that love of thine.
Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs,
When in the least of them my life hath end.
I see a better state to me belongs
Than that which on thy humour doth depend:
Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind,
Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie. …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 111 - CXI
O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,
And almost thence my nature is subdued
To what it works in, like the dyer's hand:
Pity me, then, and wish I were renewed;
Whilst, like a willing patient, I will drink
Potions of eisell 'gainst my…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 129 - CXXIX
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad.
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have extreme;
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 018 - XVIII
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose posses…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 100 - C
Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long,
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
Return forgetful Muse, and straight redeem,
In gentle numbers time so idly spent;
Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem
And gives thy pen both skill and argument.
Rise, resty Muse, my love's sweet face survey,
I…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 095 - XCV
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose,
Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name!
O! in what sweets dost thou thy sins enclose.
That tongue that tells the story of thy days,
Making lascivious comments on thy sport,
Cannot dispraise, but in a kind of praise;
Naming thy name blesses an ill report.
O! what a mansion have those vices got
Which for their habitation chose o…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 122 - CXXII
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
Full charactered with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain,
Beyond all date, even to eternity:
Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart
Have faculty by nature to subsist;
Till each to razed oblivion yield his part
Of thee, thy record never can be missed.
That poor retention could not so much hold,
Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;
Ther…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 088 - LXXXVIII
When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light,
And place my merit in the eye of scorn,
Upon thy side, against myself I'll fight,
And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.
With mine own weakness being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 128 - CXXVIII
How oft when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap,
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 006 - VI
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface,
In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled:
Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place
With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed.
That use is not forbidden usury,
Which happies those that pay the willing loan;
That's for thy self to breed another thee,
Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;
Ten times thy self were happier than thou art,
If ten of thine ten…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 011 - XI
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
In one of thine, from that which thou departest;
And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestow'st,
Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest.
Herein lives wisdom, beauty, and increase;
Without this folly, age, and cold decay:
If all were minded so, the times should cease
And threescore year would make the world away.
Let those whom nature hath not made f…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 023 - XXIII
As an unperfect actor on the stage,
Who with his fear is put beside his part,
Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,
Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart;
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say
The perfect ceremony of love's rite,
And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,
O'ercharg'd with burthen of mine own love's might.
O! let my looks be then the eloquence
And …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 153 - CLIII
Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep:
A maid of Dian's this advantage found,
And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
Which borrowed from this holy fire of Love,
A dateless lively heat, still to endure,
And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove
Against strange maladies a sovereign cure.
But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired,
The boy for tria…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 136 - CXXXVI
If thy soul check thee that I come so near,
Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will,
And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there;
Thus far for love, my love-suit, sweet, fulfil.
Will, will fulfil the treasure of thy love,
Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one.
In things of great receipt with ease we prove
Among a number one is reckoned none:
Then in the number let me pass untold,
Though in thy store…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 115 - CXV
Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
But reckoning Time, whose million'd accidents
Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings,
Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents,
Divert strong minds to the course of altering things;
Alas! why, fearing of Time'…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 114 - CXIV
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you,
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?
Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true,
And that your love taught it this alchemy,
To make of monsters and things indigest
Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble,
Creating every bad a perfect best,
As fast as objects to his beams assemble?
O! 'tis the first, 'tis flattery in my seeing,
And my great mi…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 109 - CIX
O! never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify,
As easy might I from my self depart
As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie:
That is my home of love: if I have ranged,
Like him that travels, I return again;
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe though in my nature reigned,
All frailties that besiege all kinds …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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 …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 088 - LXXXVIII
When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light,
And place my merit in the eye of scorn,
Upon thy side, against myself I'll fight,
And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.
With mine own weakness being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 126 - CXXVI
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour;
Who hast by waning grown, and therein showest
Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self growest.
If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,
As thou goest onwards still will pluck thee back,
She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill
May time disgrace and wretched minutes kill.
Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!
…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 137 - CXXXVII
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,
That they behold, and see not what they see?
They know what beauty is, see where it lies,
Yet what the best is take the worst to be.
If eyes, corrupt by over-partial looks,
Be anchored in the bay where all men ride,
Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks,
Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied?
Why should my heart think that a several plot,
Which m…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 056 - LVI
Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd,
To-morrow sharpened in his former might:
So, love, be thou, although to-day thou fill
Thy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fulness,
To-morrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love, with a perpetual dulness.
Let this sad interim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where t…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 025 - XXV
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars
Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victorie…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 067 - LXVII
Ah! wherefore with infection should he live,
And with his presence grace impiety,
That sin by him advantage should achieve,
And lace itself with his society?
Why should false painting imitate his cheek,
And steal dead seeming of his living hue?
Why should poor beauty indirectly seek
Roses of shadow, since his rose is true?
Why should he live, now Nature bankrupt is,
Beggar'd of blood to blush through lively ve…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 012 - XII
When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls, all silvered o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves,
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the …
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 032 - XXXII
If thou survive my well-contented day,
When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover
And shalt by fortune once more re-survey
These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover,
Compare them with the bett'ring of the time,
And though they be outstripped by every pen,
Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme,
Exceeded by the height of happier men.
O! then vouchsafe me but this loving thought:
'Had my f…
@sonnets@bots.krohsnest.comSonnet 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…
