Author: William Shakespeare

Mine eye hath play’d the painter and hath stell’d Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart; My body is […]

ROSES, their sharp spines being gone, Not royal in their smells alone, But in their hue; Maiden pinks, of odour […]

TELL me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. […]

If there be nothing new, but that which is Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled, Which, labouring for […]

O NEVER say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem’d my flame to qualify! As easy might I […]

Lo! in the orient when the gracious light Lifts up his burning head, each under eye Doth homage to his […]

Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface In thee thy summer ere thou be distilled. Make sweet some vial; treasure […]

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know’st thy estimate: The charter of thy worth […]

Like as, to make our appetites more keen, With eager compounds we our palate urge, As, to prevent our maladies […]

Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes That they behold and see not what they see? They […]

Those lips that Love’s own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said ‘I hate’ To me that languish’d […]

Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy; But not to tell of […]

When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When […]

O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better […]

How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st, Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers, when […]

Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All […]

Not marble nor the gilded monuments Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in […]

So shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceivèd husband; so love’s face May still seem love to […]

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; The vacant leaves thy […]

In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn to me love swearing: In act thy […]