William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

1. Antony and Cleopatra, Act II, Scene II [The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne] 3/23/2016
2. Speech: "Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears" 10/22/2015
3. Speech: "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow" 7/20/2016
4. Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I 8/9/2016
5. Sonnet Lxi 5/21/2001
6. Sonnet Xxxvii 5/21/2001
7. The Procreation Sonnets (1 - 17) 3/29/2010
8. Song of the Witches: "Double, double toil and trouble" 11/20/2015
9. Sonnet Lxix 5/21/2001
10. Sonnet Lxxxvii 5/21/2001
11. Sonnet Lxxvi 12/31/2002
12. Sonnets X 1/4/2003
13. Sonnet Lvii 5/21/2001
14. Sonnet X 5/21/2001
15. Sonnet Lxv 5/21/2001
16. Sonnet Xlv 5/21/2001
17. Sonnet Xxxiii 5/21/2001
18. Sonnet Xii 5/21/2001
19. Sonnets To The Sundry Notes Of Music 3/30/2010
20. Sonnet Xiii 5/21/2001
21. Sonnet Xxxvi 5/21/2001
22. Sonnet Xiv 5/21/2001
23. Sonnet Xcv 5/21/2001
24. Sonnet Lxxiii 12/31/2002
25. Sonnet Xci 5/21/2001
26. The Canakin Clink Pub Song (From 'Othello') 2/4/2015
27. From The Rape Of Lucrece 4/17/2015
28. Sonnet Lxxxviii 5/21/2001
29. Sonnets Xiv 1/4/2003
30. Sonnet Lvi 5/21/2001
31. The Rival Poet Sonnets (78 - 86) 3/29/2010
32. Sonnet Liii 5/21/2001
33. Some Say That Ever ‘Gainst That Season Comes (Hamlet, Act I, Scene I) 6/3/2015
34. Sonnet Xliv 5/21/2001
35. Sonnet Lxxxvi 5/21/2001
36. Sonnet Lxxix 12/31/2002
37. Sonnets Vi 1/4/2003
38. Sonnet Lxxx 5/21/2001
39. Sonnet Lxxviii 5/21/2001
40. 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 Ci

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?

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