Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Fairy Land Ii
YOU spotted snakes with double tongue, Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong; Come not near our fairy..
© William Shakespeare
Dirge Of The Three Queens
URNS and odours bring away! Vapours, sighs, darken the day!Our dole more deadly looks than dying; Balms and gums and heavy cheers, Sacred vials..
© William Shakespeare
The Quality Of Mercy
The quality of mercy is not strain'd.It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath. It is twice blest:It blesseth him that gives..
© William Shakespeare
Aubade
HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise,His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies;And..
© William Shakespeare
Winter
When icicles hang by the wallAnd Dick the shepherd blows his nailAnd Tom bears logs into the hall,And milk comes frozen home in pail,When Blood is..
© William Shakespeare
Fairy Land I
OVER hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere, Swifter..
© William Shakespeare
Dirge
COME away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid;Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.My shroud of white..
© William Shakespeare
Full Fathom Five
Full fathom five thy father lies;Of his bones are coral made;Those are pearls that were his eyes:Nothing of him that doth fadeBut doth suffer a..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 18: Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath..
© William Shakespeare
A Madrigal
Crabbed Age and YouthCannot live together:Youth is full of pleasance,Age is full of care;Youth like summer morn,Age like winter weather;Youth like..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 138: When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth
When my love swears that she is made of truthI do believe her, though I know she lies,That she might think me some untutored youth,Unlearnèd in the..
© William Shakespeare
Hark! Hark! The Lark
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,And Phoebus 'gins arise,His steeds to water at those springsOn chalic'd flowers that lies;And winking..
© William Shakespeare
Bridal Song
ROSES, their sharp spines being gone,Not royal in their smells alone, But in their hue;Maiden pinks, of odour faint,Daisies smell-less, yet most..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 116: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds
Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to..
© William Shakespeare
Love
TELL me where is Fancy bred,Or in the heart or in the head?How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply.It is engender'd in the eyes,With gazing fed; and..
© William Shakespeare
Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Blow, blow, thou winter windThou art not so unkindAs man's ingratitude;Thy tooth is not so keen,Because thou art not seen,Although thy breath be..
© William Shakespeare
A Lover's Complaint
FROM off a hill whose concave womb rewordedA plaintful story from a sistering vale,My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,And down I laid to..
© William Shakespeare
O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii)
O mistress mine, where are you roaming?O stay and hear! your true-love's comingThat can sing both high and low;Trip no further, pretty..
© William Shakespeare
Fear No More
Fear no more the heat o' the sun;Nor the furious winter's rages,Thou thy worldly task hast done,Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;Golden lads and..
© William Shakespeare
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18)
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath..
© William Shakespeare
A Fairy Song
Over hill, over dale,Thorough bush, thorough brier,Over park, over pale,Thorough flood, thorough fire!I do wander everywhere,Swifter than the moon's..
© William Shakespeare
All The World's A Stage Poem by William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many..
© William Shakespeare
Harlem [dream Deferred]
What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore—And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust..
© Langston Hughes
Po' Boy Blues
When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.Since I come up North deWhole damn world's turned cold.I was..
© Langston Hughes
Acceptance
God in His infinite wisdomDid not make me very wise-So when my actions are stupidThey hardly take God by surprise
© Langston Hughes