William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Poems

81. Sonnets Xv 1/4/2003
82. Sonnet Lxxxvii 5/21/2001
83. Sonnet Xliii 5/21/2001
84. Sonnets Viii 1/4/2003
85. Sonnet 7: “lo In The Orient When The Gracious Light…” 3/30/2010
86. Sonnets Xix 1/4/2003
87. Sonnets Xiii 1/4/2003
88. Sonnet Xxxv 5/21/2001
89. Sonnet Lx 5/21/2001
90. Sonnet V: Those Hours, That With Gentle Work Did Frame 1/3/2003
91. Sonnets Ii 1/4/2003
92. Sonnet Iv: Unthrifty Loveliness, Why Dost Thou Spend 1/3/2003
93. Antony and Cleopatra, Act II, Scene II [The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne] 3/23/2016
94. Sonnet Xlvii 5/21/2001
95. Sonnet Ix 5/21/2001
96. Sonnet Xxvi 5/21/2001
97. Sonnet Lxxvii 12/31/2002
98. Sonnets I 1/4/2003
99. Sonnet Lxxiv 12/31/2002
100. Sonnets Xviii 1/4/2003
101. Sonnet Xcvi 5/21/2001
102. Sonnet Lxxxiv 5/21/2001
103. Sonnet Xxviii 5/21/2001
104. Sonnet Xcvii 5/21/2001
105. Sonnets Cxlvi: Poor Soul, The Centre Of My Sinful Earth 1/1/2004
106. Sonnet Cxxxviii 5/18/2001
107. Sonnets Xi 1/4/2003
108. Sonnet Cxxxvii 5/18/2001
109. Sonnet 70:That Thou Art Blamed Shall Not Be Thy Defect… 3/30/2010
110. Sonnet Xix: Devouring Time, Blunt Thou The Lion's Paws 1/3/2003
111. Sonnet Xxxi 5/21/2001
112. Sonnet Cxxxvi 5/18/2001
113. Sonnet 84: Who Is It That Says Most, Which Can Say More 3/30/2010
114. Now The Hungry Lion Roars 3/2/2015
115. Sonnets Xxxiii: Full Many A Glorious Morning Have I Seen 1/1/2004
116. The Passionate Pilgrim 3/29/2010
117. Sonnet Xxvii 5/21/2001
118. Sonnet Cxxxii 5/18/2001
119. Sonnets Xvii 1/4/2003
120. Sonnet Xxxii: If Thou Survive My Well-Contented Day 1/3/2003
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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