Why is my verse so barren of new pride

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