William Shakespeare (430 Poems)
Index Page # 1 (poems : 1 - 50 )
- Dirge
- Dirge Of The Three Queens
- Fairy Land I
- Fairy Land Ii
- Fairy Land Iii
- Fairy Land Iv
- Fairy Land V
- Fidele
- It Was A Lover And His Lass
- Love
- Orpheus
- Silvia
- Sonet Liv
- Sonnet 001: From Fairest Creatures We Desire Increase
- Sonnet 002: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow
- Sonnet 003: Look In Thy Glass, And Tell The Face Thou Viewest
- Sonnet 004: Unthrifty Loveliness, Why Dost Thou Spend
- Sonnet 005: Those Hours, That With Gentle Work Did Frame
- Sonnet 006: Then Let Not Winter's Ragged Hand Deface
- Sonnet 007: Lo, In The Orient When The Gracious Light
- Sonnet 008: Music To Hear, Why Hear'st Thou Music Sadly?
- Sonnet 009: Is It For Fear To Wet A Widow's Eye
- Sonnet 010: For Shame, Deny That Thou Bear'st Love To Any
- Sonnet 011: As Fast As Thou Shalt Wane, So Fast Thou Grow'st
- Sonnet 012: When I Do Count The Clock That Tells The Time
- Sonnet 013: O, That You Were Your Self! But, Love, You Are
- Sonnet 014: Not From The Stars Do I My Judgement Pluck
- Sonnet 015: When I Consider Every Thing That Grows
- Sonnet 016: But Wherefore Do Not You A Mightier Way
- Sonnet 017: Who Will Believe My Verse In Time To Come
- Sonnet 018: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?
- Sonnet 019: Devouring Time Blunt Thou The Lion's Paws
- Sonnet 020: A Woman's Face With Nature's Own Hand Painted
- Sonnet 021: So Is It Not With Me As With That Muse
- Sonnet 022: My Glass Shall Not Persuade Me I Am Old
- Sonnet 023: As An Unperfect Actor On The Stage
- Sonnet 024: Mine Eye Hath Played The Painter And Hath Stelled
- Sonnet 025: Let Those Who Are In Favour With Their Stars
- Sonnet 026: Lord Of My Love, To Whom In Vassalage
- Sonnet 027: Weary With Toil, I Haste Me To My Bed
- Sonnet 028: How Can I Then Return In Happy Plight
- Sonnet 029: When In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes
- Sonnet 030: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought
- Sonnet 031: Thy Bosom Is Endeared With All Hearts
- Sonnet 032: If Thou Survive My Well-contented Day
- Sonnet 033: Full Many A Glorious Morning Have I Seen
- Sonnet 034: Why Didst Thou Promise Such A Beauteous Day
- Sonnet 035: No More Be Grieved At That Which Thou Hast Done
- Sonnet 036: Let Me Confess That We Two Must Be Twain
- Sonnet 037: As A Decrepit Father Takes Delight
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