William Shakespeare Poems (407 Poems)
Full Fathom Five (William Shakespeare Poems)
Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: … Continue reading
Hark! Hark! The Lark (William Shakespeare Poems)
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings, And Phoebus ‘gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic’d flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With everything that pretty is, My lady … Continue reading
It was a Lover and his Lass (William Shakespeare Poems)
IT was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o’er the green corn-field did pass, In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a … Continue reading
Love (William Shakespeare Poems)
TELL me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender’d in the eyes, With gazing fed; and Fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us … Continue reading
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun (Sonnet 130) (William Shakespeare Poems)
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen … Continue reading
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck (Sonnet 14) (William Shakespeare Poems)
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy; But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons’ quality; Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell, Pointing … Continue reading
Not marble nor the guilded monuments (Sonnet 55) (William Shakespeare Poems)
Not marble nor the gilded monuments Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the … Continue reading
Orpheus (William Shakespeare Poems)
? or John Fletcher. ORPHEUS with his lute made trees And the mountain tops that freeze Bow themselves when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. … Continue reading
Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees (William Shakespeare Poems)
Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing: To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him … Continue reading
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18) (William Shakespeare Poems)
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven … Continue reading
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