Revel in You
Who is it that says most? Which can say more
Than this rich praise, that you alone are you?
–Sonnet LXXXIV (84)

Who is it that says most? Which can say more
Than this rich praise, that you alone are you?
–Sonnet LXXXIV (84)

Thou that art now the world’s fresh ornament.
–Sonnet I (1)

Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue,
Finding thy worth a limit past my praise.
–Sonnet LXXXII (82)

I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
–Sonnet CXXX (130)

For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
–Sonnet 29

For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
–Sonnet 147

Proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
–Sonnet XCVIII (98)