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Be not afeard, the isle is full of noises (The Tempest, Act III, Scene II) (0:47) -- Live with me and be my love (from Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music) (2:18) -- As an unperfect actor on the stage (0:54) -- My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun (1:26) -- Why is my verse so barren of new pride (0:55) -- Who will believe my verse in time to come (1:04) -- That you were once unkind befriends me now (1:03) -- How oft, when thou, my music (0:57) -- When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes (3:00) -- Being your slave, what should I do but tend (0:48) -- Tired with all these, for restful death I cry (1:10) -- When I consider everything that grows (0:52) -- Let those who are in favour with their stars (0:52) -- They that have power to hurt and will do none (0:53) -- Those lips that Love's own hand did make (0:46) -- Come again, sweet love doth now invite (4:42) -- Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame (0:57) -- Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me (0:53) -- I never saw that you did painting need (0:58) -- When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (1:05) -- Is it thy will thy image should keep open (1:18) -- Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war (0:54) -- No more be grieved at that which thou hast done (3:25) -- O never say that I was false of heart (0:57) -- Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest (0:57) -- Some glory in their birth, some in their skill (1:08) -- How heavy do I journey on the way (0:56) -- Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea (1:06) -- Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore (0:53) -- The quality of mercy is not strained (Portia - The Merchant of Venice) (3:20) -- Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said (1:05) -- SInce I left you, mine eye is in my mind (1:02) -- Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press (1:13) -- Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye (0:55) -- So is it not with me as with that Muse (1:03) -- Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws (0:51) -- The Willow Song (Desdemona - Othello) (3:14) -- When my love swears that she is made of truth (1:03) -- When I do count the clock that tells the time (0:50) -- What potions have I drunk of siren tears (1:04) -- Not marble nor the gilded monuments (0:45) -- Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye (0:52) -- Let me not to the marriage of true minds (0:46) -- Music to hear, why hears't thou music sadly (3:26) -- When forty winters shall besiege thy brow (0:56) -- No longer mourn for me when I am dead (0:46) -- In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes (1:12) -- Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day (1:00) -- Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck (0:48) -- My love is as a fever, longing still (1:04) -- The little Love-God lying once asleep (0:54) -- Shall I compare thee to a summer's day (2:50) -- Our revels now are ended (The Tempest, Act IV, Scene I) (0:49)