William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

361. Sonnet 107: 3/30/2010
362. Sonnet 106: When In The Chronicle Of Wasted Time 1/13/2003
363. Sonnet 105: Let Not My Love Be Called Idolatry 1/13/2003
364. Sonnet 104: To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old 3/30/2010
365. Sonnet 103: Alack, What Poverty My Muse Brings Forth 1/13/2003
366. Sonnet 102: My Love Is Strengthened, Though More Weak In Seeming 1/13/2003
367. Sonnet 101: O Truant Muse, What Shall Be Thy Amends 1/13/2003
368. Sonnet 100: Where Art Thou, Muse, That Thou Forget'st So Long 1/13/2003
369. Sonnet 10: For Shame, Deny That Thou Bear'st Love To Any 1/13/2003
370. Sonnet 1: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase 1/13/2003
371. Sonnet 1: 3/30/2010
372. Sonet Liv 5/18/2001
373. Silvia 1/4/2003
374. Sigh No More 1/3/2003
375. Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18) 1/20/2003
376. Orpheus With His Lute Made Trees 1/1/2004
377. Orpheus 1/4/2003
378. O Never Say That I Was False Of Heart 3/29/2010
379. O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii) 1/3/2003
380. Now, My Co-Mates And Brothers In Exile 3/29/2010
381. Now The Hungry Lion Roars 3/2/2015
382. Not Marble Nor The Guilded Monuments (Sonnet 55) 1/20/2003
383. Not From The Stars Do I My Judgment Pluck (Sonnet 14) 1/20/2003
384. My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun (Sonnet 130) 1/20/2003
385. Love 1/4/2003
386. Juliet's Soliloquy 3/29/2010
387. It Was A Lover And His Lass 1/4/2003
388. How Like A Winter Hath My Absence Been 3/29/2010
389. Helen's Soliloqy (All's Well That Ends Well) 3/3/2015
390. Hark! Hark! The Lark 1/3/2003
391. Full Fathom Five 1/3/2003
392. From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring... (Sonnet 98) 1/20/2003
393. From Venus And Adonis 1/20/2003
394. From The Rape Of Lucrece -new- 4/17/2015
395. Fidele 1/4/2003
396. Fear No More 1/3/2003
397. Fairy Land V 1/4/2003
398. Fairy Land Iii 1/4/2003
399. Fairy Land Ii 1/4/2003
400. Fairy Land I 1/4/2003
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 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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