William Shakespeare Poems
My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love: Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me. My vow was breath, and breath a vapou ...
Scarce had the sun dried up the dewy morn, And scarce the herd gone to the hedge for shade, When Cytherea, all in love forlorn, ...
Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such A ...
Venus, with young Adonis sitting by her Under a myrtle shade, began to woo him: She told the youngling how god Mars did try her, ...
In spite of physic, painting, pain and cost. XIV. Good night, good rest. Ah, neither be my share: She bade good night that kept ...
The Phoenix And The Turtle Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chas ...
So between them love did shine, That the turtle saw his right Flaming in the phoenix' sight: Either was the other's mine. Proper ...
Truth and beauty buried be. To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer. Willi ...
The Procreation Sonnets (1 - 17) I From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as ...
Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose un ...
Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft, Nor it, nor no remembrance what it was: But flowers distill'd, though they with winter ...
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy: Why lov'st thou that which thou receiv'st not gladly, Or else receiv'st with pl ...
Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love? Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind, Or to thyself at least kind-hearted pro ...
O! that you were your self; but, love, you are No longer yours, than you your self here live: Against this coming end you should ...
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, Where wasteful Time debateth with decay To ...
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The Quality Of Mercy The quality of mercy is not strain'd. It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It ...
The Rival Poet Sonnets (78 - 86) LXXVIII So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse, And found such fair assistance in my verse As e ...
To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame. But since your worth, wide as the ocean is, The humble as the proudest sail doth b ...
In true plain words, by thy true-telling friend; And their gross painting might be better usd Where cheeks need blood; in thee i ...
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