William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

41. Sonnets Viii 1/4/2003
42. Sonnets Vii 1/4/2003
43. Sonnets Vi 1/4/2003
44. Sonnets To The Sundry Notes Of Music 3/30/2010
45. Sonnets Lx: Like As The Waves Make Towards The Pebbl'D Shor 1/1/2004
46. Sonnets Liii: What Is Your Substance, Whereof Are You Made 1/1/2004
47. Sonnets Ix 1/4/2003
48. Sonnets Iv 1/4/2003
49. Sonnets Iii 1/4/2003
50. Sonnets Ii 1/4/2003
51. Sonnets I 1/4/2003
52. Sonnets Cxxix: Th' Expense Of Spirit In A Waste Of Shame 1/1/2004
53. Sonnets Cxvi: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds 1/1/2004
54. Sonnets Cxlvi: Poor Soul, The Centre Of My Sinful Earth 1/1/2004
55. Sonnets Cx: Alas, 'Tis True I Have Gone Here And There 1/1/2004
56. Sonnet Xxxviii: How Can My Muse Want Subject To Invent 1/3/2003
57. Sonnet Xxxvii 5/21/2001
58. Sonnet Xxxvi 5/21/2001
59. Sonnet Xxxv 5/21/2001
60. Sonnet Xxxix 5/21/2001
61. Sonnet Xxxiv 5/21/2001
62. Sonnet Xxxiii 5/21/2001
63. Sonnet Xxxii: If Thou Survive My Well-Contented Day 1/3/2003
64. Sonnet Xxxi 5/21/2001
65. Sonnet Xxx: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought 1/3/2003
66. Sonnet Xxviii 5/21/2001
67. Sonnet Xxvii 5/21/2001
68. Sonnet Xxvi 5/21/2001
69. Sonnet Xxv 5/21/2001
70. Sonnet Xxix: When, In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes 1/3/2003
71. Sonnet Xxiv 5/21/2001
72. Sonnet Xxiii 5/21/2001
73. Sonnet Xxii 5/21/2001
74. Sonnet Xxi 5/21/2001
75. Sonnet Xx 12/31/2002
76. Sonnet Xviii: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? 1/3/2003
77. Sonnet Xvii 5/21/2001
78. Sonnet Xvi 5/21/2001
79. Sonnet Xv: When I Consider Everything That Grows 1/3/2003
80. Sonnet Xlviii 5/21/2001
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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