William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

1. All The World's A Stage 1/20/2003
2. A Fairy Song 1/3/2003
3. Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18) 1/20/2003
4. O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii) 1/3/2003
5. A Lover's Complaint 5/18/2001
6. Fear No More 1/3/2003
7. My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun (Sonnet 130) 1/20/2003
8. Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind 1/3/2003
9. Hark! Hark! The Lark 1/3/2003
10. Sonnet 116: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds 1/13/2003
11. Bridal Song 1/4/2003
12. Love 1/4/2003
13. Full Fathom Five 1/3/2003
14. Sonnet 138: When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth 1/13/2003
15. Winter 1/3/2003
16. A Madrigal 3/29/2010
17. Aubade 1/4/2003
18. Dirge 1/4/2003
19. From Venus And Adonis 1/20/2003
20. Fairy Land I 1/4/2003
21. Fairy Land Ii 1/4/2003
22. Sonnet 18: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? 1/13/2003
23. Dirge Of The Three Queens 1/4/2003
24. Sonnet 130: My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun 1/13/2003
25. From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring... (Sonnet 98) 1/20/2003
26. Fairy Land V 1/4/2003
27. It Was A Lover And His Lass 1/4/2003
28. Fairy Land Iii 1/4/2003
29. Juliet's Soliloquy 3/29/2010
30. Not From The Stars Do I My Judgment Pluck (Sonnet 14) 1/20/2003
31. Fidele 1/4/2003
32. Sigh No More 1/3/2003
33. The Quality Of Mercy 1/3/2003
34. Under The Greenwood Tree 1/3/2003
35. Sonnet 20: A Woman's Face With Nature's Own Hand Painted 1/13/2003
36. Silvia 1/4/2003
37. Sonnet 1: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase 1/13/2003
38. When In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes (Sonnet 29) 1/20/2003
39. Not Marble Nor The Guilded Monuments (Sonnet 55) 1/20/2003
40. How Like A Winter Hath My Absence Been 3/29/2010
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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