Poems by William Shakespeare
Shakespeare's Sonnets: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep,
... per'd guest, But found no cure: the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire, my mistress' eye ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: Devouring time, blunt thou the lion's paws
... re with thine antique pen,Him in thy course untainted do allowFor beauty's pattern to succeeding men ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: Farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing
... lse mistaking,So thy great gift upon misprision growing,Comes home again, on better judgement making ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any
... f desire:O change thy thought that I may change my mind!Shall hate be fairer lodg'd than gentle love ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: From fairest creatures we desire increase
... From fairest creatures we desire increaseThat thereby beauty's rose might never die,But as the riper should by time decease,His tender heir might bear his memory:But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,Making a famine where abundance lies,Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,And only herald to the gaudy spring,Within thine own bud buriest thy content,And tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding: Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee. ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: From you have I been absent in the spring
... on in the rose:They were but sweet, but figures of delight,Drawn after you, you pattern of all those ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: Full many a glorious morning have I seen
... et him for this, my love no whit disdain'th, Suns of the world may stain, when heav'n's sun stain'th ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How can I then return in happy plight
... But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer, And night doth nightly make grief's length seem stronger ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How can my muse want subject to invent
... rhymers invocate,And he that calls on thee, let him bring forthEternal numbers to out-live long date ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How careful was I when I took my way
... and part, And even thence thou wilt be stol'n, I fear, For truth proves thievish for a prize so dear ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How heavy do I journey on the way
... ng to his side, For that same groan doth put this in my mind, My grief lies onward and my joy behind ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How like a winter hath my absence been
... mute, Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How oft when thou, my music, music play'st
... g chips,O'er whom their fingers walk with gentle gait,Making dead wood more bless't than living lips ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
... n see! Take heed (dear heart) of this large privilege, The hardest knife ill us'd doth lose his edge ...
Shakespeare's Sonnets: I grant thou wert not married to my muse
... oric can lend,Thou truly fair wert truly sympathized,In true plain words, by thy true telling friend ...
