Sonnet 102. My love is strengthened though more weak in seeming

My love is strengthened though more weak in seeming

I love not less, though less the show appear

That love is merchandized, whose rich esteeming

The owner's tongue doth publish every where.

Our love was new, and then but in the spring

When I was wont to greet it with my lays

As Philomel in summer's front doth sing

And stops her pipe in growth of riper days: