William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

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  • Daniel Davis (7/5/2012 8:15:00 AM)

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  • Christopher Tye Christopher Tye (6/23/2012 10:38:00 AM)

    There arrived a man by whom all those who followed him are judged against.

  • Tiffany Hepworth (6/4/2012 3:29:00 PM)

    your poems are really interesting and complicated which makes them special and good.

  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (5/14/2012 8:45:00 AM)

    Poets are greater than scientists. Among them, you are such one who creates wonder to be puzzled for ever.

  • Alok Mishra Alok Mishra (4/20/2012 12:10:00 AM)

    Why is he called an artist of all time?
    You may apparently find it in his creations... They are of rare qualities. I love his sonnets, and all bear tremendous flow, rhythm, all of a great composition! Be IMMORTAL!

  • Tiffany M... Tiffany M... (3/28/2012 8:48:00 AM)

    Why is everyone rating his poems as a 5 or 6? He's a literary genius, and they're extremely beautiful...

  • Mehmet Turgut Mehmet Turgut (3/9/2012 9:34:00 AM)

    he is one of the best poest in the world of poem, according to me.

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  • Cliff Ceekay (2/10/2012 8:37:00 AM)

    he was such an incomparable bard of the time and still he is

  • Umeed Baqa (1/23/2012 6:32:00 AM)

    SHAKSPEARS thats all!
    Nothing to be said now......

Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

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Sonnet Lxxvii

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look, what thy memory can not contain

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