Poems by William Shakespeare

Hark! Hark! The lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at th...

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie
Which we ascribe to heaven. The fated sky
Gives us free scop...

IT was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
T...

Farewell!--God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
...

TELL me where is Fancy bred,
Or in the heart or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
...

Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell ...

From "A Midsummer-Night's Dream, " Act V. Scene 2

PUCK sings:
NOW the hungry lion roars,
An...

Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
Hath not old customs make this life more sweet
Than t...

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! Your true-love's coming
That can sing...

O never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify:
As easy might...

Orpheus with his lute made trees,
And the mountain tops that freeze,
Bow themselves, when he...

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do s...

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on sh...

WHO is Silvia? What is she?
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, ...

Marcellus to Horatio and Bernardo, after seeing the Ghost,

Some say that ever gainst that seas...