Poems by William Shakespeare

O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did n...

O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not...

Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his...

Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you,
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery...

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applyi...

Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain;
Lest so...

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 't...

Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,
Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
O, but ...

Lo! As a careful housewife runs to catch
One of her feather'd creatures broke away,
Sets down ...

Two loves I have of comfort and despair,
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The bett...

Canst thou, O cruel! Say I love thee not,
When I against myself with thee partake?
Do I not t...

Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate'
To me that...

Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
[ ] these rebel powers that thee array;
Why dost t...

My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on th...

O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head,
Which have no correspondence with true sight!
Or, ...