Sonnet 102

　　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 everywhere.

　　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：

　　Not that the summer is less pleasant now

　　Than when her mour