E3 II.i.65 | [King Edward to Lodowick] invocate some golden Muse / To bring thee hither an enchanted pen |
H5 I.chorus.1 | [Chorus] O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend / The brightest heaven of invention, |
MND V.i.52 | [Theseus, reading the title of one of the plays proposed] The thrice three Muses mourning for the death / Of learning, late deceased in beggary. |
Sonn.100.1 | Where art thou, Muse, that thou forgett'st so long / To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? ... / Return, forgetful Muse ... / Rise, resty Muse |
Sonn.101.1 | O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends / For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? ... / Then do thy office, Muse |
Sonn.103.1 | Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth |
Sonn.21.1 | So is it not with me as with that Muse, / Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse, |
Sonn.32.10 | Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, / A dearer birth than this his love had brought |
Sonn.38.1 | How can my Muse want subject to invent |
Sonn.38.13 | If my slight Muse do please these curious days |
Sonn.38.9 | Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth / Than those old nine which rhymers invocate |
Sonn.78.1 | So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse, |
Sonn.79.4 | But now my gracious numbers are decayed, / And my sick Muse doth give another place. |
Sonn.82.1 | I grant thou wert not married to my Muse |
Sonn.85.1 | My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still ... / And precious phrase by all the Muses filed |