Sonnets 11-20

XI. As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
XII. When I do count the clock that tells the time
XIII. O! that you were yourself; but, love you are
XIV. Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck
XV. When I consider every thing that grows
XVI. But wherefore do not you a mightier way
XVII. Who will believe my verse in time to come
XVIII. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
XIX. Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
XX. A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

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