Poems by William Shakespeare

Poems by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 110: Alas, 'Tis True, I Have Gone Here And There , by William Shakespeare

Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there,
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gored mine...

Sonnet 111: O, For My Sake Do You With Fortune Chide , by William Shakespeare

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

Sonnet 112: Your Love And Pity Doth Th' Impression Fill , by William Shakespeare

Your love and pity doth th' impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;
For what ...

Sonnet 113: Since I Left You, Mine Eye Is In My Mind , by William Shakespeare

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

Sonnet 114: Or Whether Doth My Mind, Being Crowned With You , by William Shakespeare

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

Sonnet 115: Those Lines That I Before Have Writ Do Lie , by William Shakespeare

Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer;
Y...

Sonnet 116: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds , by William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it...

Sonnet 118: Like As To Make Our Appetite More Keen , by William Shakespeare

Like as to make our appetite more keen
With eager compounds we our palate urge,
As to prevent ou...

Sonnet 119: What Potions Have I Drunk Of Siren Tears , by William Shakespeare

What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying...

Sonnet 12: When I Do Count The Clock That Tells The Time , by William Shakespeare

When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
Whe...

Sonnet 120: That You Were Once Unkind Befriends Me Now , by William Shakespeare

That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs ...

Sonnet 121:Tis Better To Be Vile Than Vile Esteemed , by William Shakespeare

No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change.
Thy pyramids built up with newer might
To me a...

Sonnet 122: Thy Gift, Thy Tables, Are Within My Brain , by William Shakespeare

O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour;
Who has...

Sonnet 123: No, Time, Thou Shalt Not Boast That I Do Change , by William Shakespeare

How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessè d wood whose motion soun...

Sonnet 125: Were'T Aught To Me I Bore The Canopy , by William Shakespeare

Were't aught to me I bore the canopy,
With my extern the outward honouring,
Or laid great bases...