Poems by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 138: "When my love swears that she is made of truth,..."
... Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, ...
Sonnet 107: "Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul..."
... Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, ...
Sonnet 121: "'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed,..."
... By their rank thoughts, my deeds must not be shown ...
All The World's A Stage
... Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything ...
Sonnet 92: "But do thy worst to steal thyself away,..."
... But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot ...
Sonnet 131: "Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,..."
... Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold, ...
Sonnet 93: "So shall I live, supposing thou art true,..."
... Thy looks should nothing thence, but sweetness tell ...
The Procreation Sonnets (1 - 17)
... III Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest ...
Sonnet 86: "Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,"
... That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, ...
Sonnet 109: "O! never say that I was false of heart,..."
... Just to the time, not with the time exchanged, ...
Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees
... To his Musicke, Plants and Flowers ...
Sonnet 54: "O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem..."
... Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made: &emsp ...
Sonnet XX: "A womans face with natures own hand painted"
... But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure, ...
Sonnet 42: That thou hast her it is not all my grief
... Thou dost love her, because thou know'st I love her, ...
Sonnet II: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
... And see thy blood warm when thou feelst it cold ...
