William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

401. Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18) 1/20/2003
402. A Fairy Song 1/3/2003
403. All The World's A Stage 1/20/2003

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  • Mrs.Pebbles (12/19/2017 9:11:00 PM)

    i love his poems and maybe one day when i ever get the chance to get on stage i hope to do one of his plays or poems so keep you hate to yourselves maybe you want to be like him or maybe you don't that's find too but don't hate on the deceased.

  • sucks (12/18/2017 8:02:00 AM)

    Shakespeare sucks his poems sucks and his life sucks

  • Amarj€€£ (12/18/2017 2:57:00 AM)

    With concept

  • Izzy Frost (12/14/2017 11:14:00 AM)

    William Is the best pls no hate for him!

  • Izzy Frost (12/14/2017 11:13:00 AM)

    @Joshua Aaron Guillory Love it!

  • Joshua Aaron Guillory (12/12/2017 11:43:00 PM)

    ''Leave thee alone for the comparison
    Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome
    Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.'' - Ben Jonson, 'In Praise of William Shakespeare' (1623)

    ''He who hath filled up all numbers, and performed that in our tongue which may be compared or preferred either to insolent Greece or haughty Rome....so that he may be named and stand as the mark and akun (acme) of our language.'' - Ben Jonson (1572 - 1637) 'In Praise of Francis Bacon'

  • susan ongkeko (12/12/2017 2:51:00 AM)

    amazing classical poem ever

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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