The 154 sonnets that Shakespeare penned are some of the most famous in the world. But have you ever heard them all?
This podcast series will take you through them one by one in easy 15 minute installments. The show’s two hosts, and maybe one or two special guests, will read through the sonnet and talk about what it means to them and what they feel about it.
You can listen as the hosts increase their knowledge of the sonnets while providing an entertaining and enlightening experience for you.
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Sonnets
- Sonnet 000: Introduction
- Sonnet 001: From fairest creatures we desire increase
- Sonnet 002: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
- Sonnet 003: Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
- Sonnet 004: Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
- Sonnet 005: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
- Sonnet 006: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface
- Sonnet 007: Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
- Sonnet 008: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly?
- Sonnet 009: Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye
- Sonnet 010: For shame deny that thou bear’st love to any
- Sonnet 011: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest
- Sonnet 012: When I do count the clock that tells the time
- Sonnet 013: O! that you were your self; but, love, you are
- Sonnet 014: Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck
- Sonnet 015: When I consider every thing that grows
- Sonnet 016: But wherefore do not you a mightier way
- Sonnet 017: Who will believe my verse in time to come
- Sonnet 018: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
- Sonnet 019: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws
- Sonnet 020: A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted
- Sonnet 021: So is it not with me as with that Muse
- Sonnet 022: My glass shall not persuade me I am old
- Sonnet 023: As an unperfect actor on the stage
- Sonnet 024: Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath steel’d
- Sonnet 025: Let those who are in favour with their stars
- Sonnet 026: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
- Sonnet 027: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
- Sonnet 028: How can I then return in happy plight
- Sonnet 029: When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes
- Sonnet 030: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
- Sonnet 031: Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
- Sonnet 032: If thou survive my well-contented day
- Sonnet 033: Full many a glorious morning have I seen
- Sonnet 034: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
- Sonnet 035: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done
- Sonnet 036: Let me confess that we two must be twain
- Sonnet 037: As a decrepit father takes delight
- Sonnet 038: How can my muse want subject to invent
- Sonnet 039: O! how thy worth with manners may I sing
- Sonnet 040: Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
- Sonnet 041: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
- Sonnet 042: That thou hast her it is not all my grief
- Sonnet 043: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
- Sonnet 044: If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
- Sonnet 045: The other two, slight air, and purging fire
- Sonnet 046: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
- Sonnet 047: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
- Sonnet 048: How careful was I when I took my way
- Sonnet 049: Against that time, if ever that time come
- Sonnet 050: How heavy do I journey on the way
- Sonnet 051: Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
- Sonnet 052: So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
- Sonnet 053: What is your substance, whereof are you made
- Sonnet 054: O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
- Sonnet 055: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
- Sonnet 056: Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
- Sonnet 057: Being your slave what should I do but tend
- Sonnet 058: That god forbid, that made me first your slave
- Sonnet 059: If there be nothing new, but that which is
- Sonnet 060: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
- Sonnet 061: Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
- Sonnet 062: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
- Sonnet 063: Against my love shall be, as I am now
- Sonnet 064: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced
- Sonnet 065: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
- Sonnet 066: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
- Sonnet 067: Ah! wherefore with infection should he live
- Sonnet 068: Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
- Sonnet 069: Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view
- Sonnet 070: That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect
- Sonnet 071: No longer mourn for me when I am dead
- Sonnet 072: O! lest the world should task you to recite
- Sonnet 073: That time of year thou mayst in me behold
- Sonnet 074: But be contented when that fell arrest
- Sonnet 075: So are you to my thoughts as food to life
- Sonnet 076: Why is my verse so barren of new pride
- Sonnet 077: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
- Sonnet 078: So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
- Sonnet 079: Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid
- Sonnet 080: O! how I faint when I of you do write
- Sonnet 081: Or I shall live your epitaph to make
- Sonnet 082: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse
- Sonnet 083: I never saw that you did painting need
- Sonnet 084: Who is it that says most, which can say more
- Sonnet 085: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
- Sonnet 086: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
- Sonnet 087: Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
- Sonnet 088: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light
- Sonnet 089: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
- Sonnet 090: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now
- Sonnet 091: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
- Sonnet 092: But do thy worst to steal thyself away
- Sonnet 093: So shall I live, supposing thou art true
- Sonnet 094: They that have power to hurt and will do none
- Sonnet 95: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
- Sonnet 096: Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
- Sonnet 097: How like a winter hath my absence been
- Sonnet 098: From you have I been absent in the spring
- Sonnet 099: The forward violet thus did I chide
- Sonnet 100: Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget’st so long
- Sonnet 101: O truant Muse what shall be thy amends
- Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming
- Sonnet 103: Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth
- Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old
- Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry
- Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time
- Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
- Sonnet 108: What’s in the brain that ink may character
- Sonnet 109: O! never say that I was false of heart
- Sonnet 110: Alas! ’tis true, I have gone here and there
- Sonnet 111: O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide
- Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth the impression fill
- Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
- Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you
- Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie
- Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds
- Sonnet 117: Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
- Sonnet 118: Like as, to make our appetites more keen
- Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
- Sonnet 120: That you were once unkind befriends me now
- Sonnet 121: ‘Tis better to be vile than vile esteem’d
- Sonnet 122: Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
- Sonnet 123: No! Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
- Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state
- Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy
- Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
- Sonnet 127: In the old age black was not counted fair
- Sonnet 128: How oft when thou, my music, music play’st
- Sonnet 129: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
- Sonnet 134: So now I have confessed that he is thine
- Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will
- Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near
- Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
- Sonnet 138: When my love swears that she is made of truth
- Sonnet 139: O call not me to justify the wrong
- Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel: Do not press
- Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
- Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
- Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
- Sonnet 144: Two loves I have, of comfort and despair
- Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love’s own hand did make
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
- Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still
- Sonnet 148: O me! What eyes hath love put in my head
- Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not
- Sonnet 150: O, from what power hast thou this powerful might
- Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is
- Sonnet 152: In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn
- Sonnet 153: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
- Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep