William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Comments about William Shakespeare

  • Rookie Lobby Boyye (9/28/2007 8:17:00 AM)

    john daily, i admire you. well done.

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  • Rookie Ashleigh Mellon (5/3/2007 9:06:00 AM)

    oh alas, now that is what i call a poem full of feeling, full of soul, i like that!

  • Rookie Orran Ainmire (4/10/2007 9:14:00 PM)

    I apologize to all for the fact that i'm using this comment box as a means of delivering a personal message, but i feel it must be done. Okay first off... Why Whitt Bell why? Why do you pollute the msg boards of a website dedicated to poetry and poets alike with phrases of 'i hate this guy, i think all poetry is stupid.'
    Its obvious you don't understand the greater meaning behind written works of literature and, in turn, it shows that your an illiterate twit who is a prime example of ignorance everywhere. Your kind infest the world and, like a parasite, feast on the living Word of others while producing nothing of your own. You are a hypocrite and a louse; you should spout your words of stupidity elsewhere. Leave us in peace.

  • Rookie Whitt Bell (4/6/2007 1:50:00 PM)

    I don't like Shakespeare. I think all of the poems he wrote are stupid. I hate him for writing books that I have to do big projects over. Romeo and Juliet especially. He's stupid.

  • Rookie Henz Timber (1/18/2007 12:16:00 PM)

    the way he express his thoughts, experiences and life its self is amazing..he uses educated language and deep metaphors that sometimes i cant understand but its a pleasure to read his work

  • Rookie - 5 Points Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/18/2006 1:22:00 PM)

    Shakespeare, the master of english language. Has got amazing mastery over the language.

  • Rookie Angel Dela Cruz (2/28/2005 9:54:00 PM)

    hi i want to know what is the meaning of 'But bears it out even to the edge of doom'

  • Rookie A B (11/25/2004 2:53:00 PM)

    its excellent u should but it on the best list

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 Lxvi

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,

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