Sonnets from the Portuguese

1. 1 I thought once how Theocritus had sungRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
2. 2 But only three in all God’s universeRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
3. 3 Unlike are we, unlike, o princely heartRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
4. 4 Thou hast thy calling to some palace floorRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
5. 5 I lift my heavy heart up solemnlyRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
6. 6 Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall standRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
7. 7 The face of all the world is changed, I thinkRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
8. 8 What can I give thee back, O liberalRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
9. 9 Can it be right to give what I can give?Read by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
10. 10 Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful enoughRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
11. 11 And therefore if to love can be desertRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
12. 12 Indeed this very love which is my boastRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
13. 13 And wilt thou have me fashion into speechRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
14. 14 If thou must love me, let it be for noughtRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
15. 15 Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wearRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
16. 16 And yet, because thou overcomest soRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
17. 17 My poet, thou canst touch on all the notesRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
18. 18 I never gave a lock of hair awayRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
19. 19 The soul’s Rialto hath its merchandiseRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
20. 20 Beloved, my beloved, when I thinkRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
21. 21 Say over again, and yet once over againRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
22. 22 When our two souls stand up erect and strongRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
23. 23 Is it indeed so? If I lay here deadRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
24. 24 Let the world’s sharpness, like a clasping knifeRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
25. 25 A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borneRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
26. 26 I lived with visions for my companyRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
27. 27 My own Beloved, who has lifted meRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
28. 28 My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!Read by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
29. 29 I think of thee!–my thoughts do twine and budRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
30. 30 I see thine image through my tears tonightRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
31. 31 Thou comest! All is said without a wordRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
32. 32 The first time that the sun rose on thine oathRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
33. 33 Yes, call me by my pet-name! Let me hearRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
34. 34 With the same heart, I said, I’ll answer theeRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
35. 35 If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchangeRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
36. 36 When we first met and loved, I did not buildRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
37. 37 Pardon, oh, pardon that my soul should makeRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
38. 38 First time he kissed me, he but only kissedRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
39. 39 Because thou hast the power and own’st the graceRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
40. 40 Oh yes! they love all through this world of ours!Read by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
41. 41 I thank all who have loved me in their heartsRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
42. 42 My future will not copy fair my pastRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
43. 43 How do I love thee? Let me count the waysRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m
44. 44 Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowersRead by Kirsten Ferreri 1m

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