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William Shakespeare (26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)
Poems of William Shakespeare
| 401. | To be, or not to be: that is the question | 3/29/2010 |
| 402. | To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old | 3/30/2010 |
| 403. | To me, fair Friend, you never can be old, | 3/29/2010 |
| 404. | Twelve O'Clock - Fairy time | 3/29/2010 |
| 405. | Under the Greenwood Tree | 1/3/2003 |
| 406. | When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes (Sonnet 29) | 1/20/2003 |
| 407. | When that I was and a little tiny boy | 1/20/2003 |
| 408. | When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (Sonnet 30) | 1/20/2003 |
| 409. | Winter | 1/3/2003 |
| 410. | Witches Chant (from Macbeth) | 3/29/2010 |
Sonnet LI
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion shall I know:
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;
