Sonnet · Love
Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love's own hand did make
1Those lips that Love's own hand did make,
2Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate',
3To me that languish'd for her sake:
4But when she saw my woeful state,
5Straight in her heart did mercy come,
6Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
7Was us'd in giving gentle doom;
8And taught it thus anew to greet;
9'I hate' she alter'd with an end,
10That followed it as gentle day,
11Doth follow night, who like a fiend
12From heaven to hell is flown away.
13 'I hate', from hate away she threw,
14 And sav'd my life, saying 'not you'.
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- Poem
- Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love's own hand did make
- Poet
- William Shakespeare
- Length
- 14 lines
- Form
- Sonnet
- Themes
- Love, Peace
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- 14 lines · one 14-line stanza
- Line length
- Mostly 8-syllable lines (tetrameter length).
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- Author record
- William Shakespeare1564–1616
- Source record
- PoetryDBSonnet 145: Those lips that Love's own hand did make by william-shakespeare, PoetryDB transcription
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- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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