can anyone give me an original shakespearean and petrarchan sonnet?

The classic petrarchan sonnet by John Miltion:

On His Being Arrived to the Age of Twenty-three

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,

Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year!

My hasting days fly on with full career,

But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.

Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth,

That I to manhood am arrived so near,

And inward ripeness doth much less appear,

That some more timely-happy spirits indu'th.

Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow,

It shall be still in strictest measure even

To that same lot, however mean or high,

Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven.

All is, if I have grace to use it so,

As ever in my great Task-master's eye.

how you probable can the way in which to do that's to verify the definitions of those various sorts, and then to verify fairly some reliable examples of each of them. Zillions of reliable poets from Shakespeare to Milton to Wordsworth to E.E. Cummings have written numerous them.