Sonnet III
Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time...
Literature
Sonnet II
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s...
Sonnet I
From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty’s rose might never die, But...
The Turn of the Screw
The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious...