William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

1. Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I 8/9/2016
2. Speech: "Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow" 7/20/2016
3. Antony and Cleopatra, Act II, Scene II [The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne] 3/23/2016
4. Sonnet Xii 5/21/2001
5. Sonnet Xi 5/21/2001
6. Speech: "Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears" 10/22/2015
7. Sonnet Xlv 5/21/2001
8. Sonnet Xxiv 5/21/2001
9. Sonnet Lxxxvi 5/21/2001
10. Sonnet Xxxvii 5/21/2001
11. Sonnet Lxxvi 12/31/2002
12. Sonnet Xci 5/21/2001
13. Song of the Witches: "Double, double toil and trouble" 11/20/2015
14. Sonnet Lxix 5/21/2001
15. Sonnet Xiv 5/21/2001
16. Sonnets To The Sundry Notes Of Music 3/30/2010
17. The Rival Poet Sonnets (78 - 86) 3/29/2010
18. William Shakespeare Epitaph 10/20/2015
19. Sonnet Lxxx 5/21/2001
20. Sonnet Lxv 5/21/2001
21. Sonnet Xxxiii 5/21/2001
22. Sonnet Lxxxi 5/21/2001
23. Sonnet Xl 5/21/2001
24. Sonnet Lxxii 12/31/2002
25. Sonnet Xxxix 5/21/2001
26. Sonnets Iv 1/4/2003
27. Sonnet Lxxi 12/31/2002
28. Sonnet Xcix 5/21/2001
29. The Canakin Clink Pub Song (From 'Othello') 2/4/2015
30. From The Rape Of Lucrece 4/17/2015
31. Sonnet Xxxvi 5/21/2001
32. Sonnets Iii 1/4/2003
33. The Procreation Sonnets (1 - 17) 3/29/2010
34. Sonnet Lxiii 5/21/2001
35. Sonnet Lxxiii 12/31/2002
36. Sonnet Lxxxix 5/21/2001
37. Sonnets Xxv: Let Those Who Are In Favour With Their Stars 1/1/2004
38. Sonnet Viii 5/21/2001
39. Sonnet Xlix 5/21/2001
40. Some Say That Ever ‘Gainst That Season Comes (Hamlet, Act I, Scene I) 6/3/2015
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 Lxxvii

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look, what thy memory can not contain

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