William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

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Carpe Diem


O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting--
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,--
Then come kiss me, Sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Ebi Robert (4/30/2014 9:31:00 AM)

    BABA Shakespare..........great work...I love his works so much..keep it up! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Talib Deen (8/12/2013 10:51:00 PM)

    check out my poem: tell me of a place where crying is taboo and the glimpse of a smile is inevitable..........................http: //poemhunter.com/poem/tell-me-of-a-place/ (Report) Reply

  • Alistair Graham (8/12/2013 5:29:00 AM)

    So, true love today
    and today
    and today
    and today
    and true love “every today”
    as there is no yesterday or tomorrow.
    Seize true love, seize the day!
    Grasp! Clutch! Take hold of!
    How many “today” periods each of us will experience,
    no person can tell. (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (8/12/2012 9:50:00 AM)

    I have a feeling that coming might have rhymed with roaming in Early English. Does anyone know? (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (8/12/2011 12:54:00 PM)

    Laughter is the end of mirth; so also lovers meeting is the end of journey of love! Very simple effective poem on love by Shakespeare the great! (Report) Reply

  • Venny Hayde (1/1/2010 2:00:00 PM)

    I had to sing this in our school's English play. It was embarrassing. But I really like the poem...and the 'updated version' by Shornjoe Crockpotter...hilarious! (Report) Reply

  • William Rodenberg (8/12/2009 4:19:00 PM)

    exellent the manner in which he ascribes to youthful love to which no bounds are established and how now the two blissful lovers know not what fortunes lie ahead. (Report) Reply

  • Imogen c (12/12/2007 2:05:00 AM)

    in 12th night with ben kingsly they have the best tune to those words i love it it is so incredably sweet and that part about youth not endureing is pritty much my arguement for not doing homework (Report) Reply

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