Poems by William Shakespeare
Sonnet CXI: O, for my Sake do you with Fortune Chide
... Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, ...
"Where the Bee Sucks, There Suck I"
... Under the blossom that hangs on the bough ...
"Come Away, Come Away, Death"
... My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown ...
Sonnet XXV: Let those who are in Favour with their Stars
... Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread ...
Sonnet CXXX: My Mistress' Eyes are Nothing like the Sun
... And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare ...
Sonnet CXXIX: "Th'expense of spirit in a waste of shame"
... To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell ...
Sonnet CXLVI: Poor Soul, the Centre of my Sinful Earth
... And, Death once dead, there's no more dying then ...
Sonnet CXXXV: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will
... Think all but one, and me in that one Will ...
Sonnet I: From fairest creatures we desire increase
... Pity the world, or else this glutton be, ...
from Venus and Adonis
... trim, But true sweet beautie liu'd, and di'de with him ...
Sonnet XCVIII: From you have I been absent in the spring
... Yet seemd it winter still, and, you away, ...
Hearke, Hearke, the Larke at Heauens Gate Sings
... With euery thing that pretty is, my Lady sweet arise: ...
Sonnet CXXXVIII: When my love swears that she is made of truth
... Therefore I lie with her and she with me, ...
Sonnet XXX: When to the Sessions of Sweet Silent Thought
... For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, ...
Sonnet CIV: To me, fair friend, you never can be old
... So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, ...
