William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

121. Sonnet Lxxvii 12/31/2002
122. Sonnet Lxvi 5/21/2001
123. Sonnets Xvii 1/4/2003
124. Sonnet L 5/21/2001
125. Sonnet Xix: Devouring Time, Blunt Thou The Lion's Paws 1/3/2003
126. Sonnets Cx: Alas, 'Tis True I Have Gone Here And There 1/1/2004
127. Sonnet Ii: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow 1/3/2003
128. Sonnet Xxx: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought 1/3/2003
129. Sonnet Xxxiv 5/21/2001
130. Sonnets Lx: Like As The Waves Make Towards The Pebbl'D Shor 1/1/2004
131. Sonnets Ix 1/4/2003
132. The Dark Lady Sonnets (127 - 154) 3/29/2010
133. Sonnet I: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase 1/3/2003
134. Sonnet Xv: When I Consider Everything That Grows 1/3/2003
135. Sonnet Iii: Look In Thy Glass, And Tell The Face Thou Viewest 1/3/2003
136. Sonnet 63: Against My Love Shall Be As I Am Now 3/30/2010
137. Sonnet Xxxii: If Thou Survive My Well-Contented Day 1/3/2003
138. Sonnet Vii 5/21/2001
139. Helen's Soliloqy (All's Well That Ends Well) 3/3/2015
140. Sonnet Xxix: When, In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes 1/3/2003
141. Sonnet Cxlix 5/18/2001
142. Sonnet Cxlviii 5/18/2001
143. Sonnets Xxx: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought 1/1/2004
144. Sonnets Xxix: When, In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes 1/1/2004
145. Sonnet Cxiii 5/18/2001
146. Sonnet 69: Those Parts Of Thee That The World's Eye Doth View 1/13/2003
147. Sonnet 2: 3/30/2010
148. Sonnet Li 5/21/2001
149. Sonnet Lxxxii 5/21/2001
150. Sonnets Vii 1/4/2003
151. Sonnets Xciv: They That Have Power To Hurt And Will Do None 1/1/2004
152. Sonnet Lxxv 12/31/2002
153. Sonnet Cxxvi 5/18/2001
154. Sonnet Cxvii 5/18/2001
155. Sonnet Cxxiii 5/18/2001
156. Sonnets Xii 1/4/2003
157. Sonnet Cxxxi 5/18/2001
158. St. Crispin’s Day Speech: From Henry V 3/29/2010
159. Sonnet 61: Is It Thy Will Thy Image Should Keep Open 1/13/2003
160. Sonnet Cxliv 5/18/2001
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 Cviii

What's in the brain that ink may character
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what new to register,
That may express my love or thy dear merit?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must, each day say o'er the very same,
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name.
So that eternal love in love's fresh case

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