William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

1. A Fairy Song 1/3/2003
2. A Lover's Complaint 5/18/2001
3. A Madrigal 3/29/2010
4. All The World's A Stage 1/20/2003
5. Aubade 1/4/2003
6. Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind 1/3/2003
7. Bridal Song 1/4/2003
8. Dirge 1/4/2003
9. Dirge Of The Three Queens 1/4/2003
10. Fairy Land I 1/4/2003
11. Fairy Land Ii 1/4/2003
12. Fairy Land Iii 1/4/2003
13. Fear No More 1/3/2003
14. Fidele 1/4/2003
15. From The Rape Of Lucrece 4/17/2015
16. From Venus And Adonis 1/20/2003
17. Full Fathom Five 1/3/2003
18. Hark! Hark! The Lark 1/3/2003
19. Helen's Soliloqy (All's Well That Ends Well) 3/3/2015
20. It Was A Lover And His Lass 1/4/2003
21. Juliet's Soliloquy 3/29/2010
22. Love 1/4/2003
23. My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun (Sonnet 130) 1/20/2003
24. Not From The Stars Do I My Judgment Pluck (Sonnet 14) 1/20/2003
25. Not Marble Nor The Guilded Monuments (Sonnet 55) 1/20/2003
26. Now The Hungry Lion Roars 3/2/2015
27. Now, My Co-Mates And Brothers In Exile 3/29/2010
28. O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii) 1/3/2003
29. O Never Say That I Was False Of Heart 3/29/2010
30. Orpheus 1/4/2003
31. Orpheus With His Lute Made Trees 1/1/2004
32. Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18) 1/20/2003
33. Sigh No More 1/3/2003
34. Silvia 1/4/2003
35. Some Say That Ever ‘Gainst That Season Comes (Hamlet, Act I, Scene I) 6/3/2015
36. Sonet Liv 5/18/2001
37. Song of the Witches: "Double, double toil and trouble" -new- 11/20/2015
38. Sonnet 1: 3/30/2010
39. Sonnet 1: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase 1/13/2003
40. Sonnet 10: For Shame, Deny That Thou Bear'st Love To Any 1/13/2003
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 Ci

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?

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