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").
Sonnet 15: When I Consider Every Thing That Grows
When I consider every thing that growsHolds in perfection but a little moment.That this huge stage presenteth nought but showsWhereon the stars in..
© William Shakespeare
Witches Chant (From Macbeth)
Round about the couldron go:In the poisones entrails throw.Toad,that under cold stoneDays and nights has thirty-oneSweated venom sleeping got,Boil..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 10: For Shame, Deny That Thou Bear'st Love To Any
For shame, deny that thou bear'st love to anyWho for thy self art so unprovident.Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,But that thou none..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 113: Since I Left You, Mine Eye Is In My Mind
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind,And that which governs me to go aboutDoth part his function, and is partly blind,Seems seeing, but..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 25: Let Those Who Are In Favour With Their Stars
Let those who are in favour with their starsOf public honour and proud titles boast,Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,Unlooked for joy in..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 104: To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,Have from the..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 71: No Longer Mourn For Me When I Am Dead
No longer mourn for me when I am deadThan you shall hear the surly sullen bellGive warning to the world that I am fledFrom this vile world with..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 142: Love Is My Sin, And Thy Dear Virtue Hate
Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate,Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,O, but with mine, compare thou thine own state,And thou shalt find..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 12: When I Do Count The Clock That Tells The Time
When I do count the clock that tells the time,And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;When I behold the violet past prime,And sable curls all..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 103: Alack, What Poverty My Muse Brings Forth
Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth,That having such a scope to show her pride,The argument all bare is of more worthThan when it hath my added..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 151: Love Is Too Young To Know What Conscience Is
Love is too young to know what conscience is;Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,Lest guilty of my..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 101: O Truant Muse, What Shall Be Thy Amends
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amendsFor thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?Both truth and beauty on my love depends;So dost thou too, and therein..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 106: When In The Chronicle Of Wasted Time
When in the chronicle of wasted timeI see descriptions of the fairest wights,And beauty making beautiful old rhymeIn praise of ladies dead, and..
© William Shakespeare
Sonet Liv
O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seemBy that sweet ornament which truth doth give!The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deemFor that sweet..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 105: Let Not My Love Be Called Idolatry
Let not my love be called idolatry,Nor my belovèd as an idol show,Since all alike my songs and praises beTo one, of one, still such, and ever so.Kind..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 17: Who Will Believe My Verse In Time To Come
Who will believe my verse in time to comeIf it were filled with your most high deserts?Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tombWhich hides your..
© William Shakespeare
That Time Of Year Thou Mayst In Me Behold (Sonnet 73)
That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,Bare ruined..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 109: O, Never Say That I Was False Of Heart
O, never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.As easy might I from my self departAs from my soul which in thy..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 128: How Oft, When Thou, My Music, Music Play'st
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,Upon that blessèd wood whose motion soundsWith thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'stThe wiry concord..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 23: As An Unperfect Actor On The Stage
As an unperfect actor on the stageWho with his fear is put beside his part,Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,Whose strength's abundance..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 100: Where Art Thou, Muse, That Thou Forget'st So Long
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so longTo speak of that which gives thee all thy might?Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless..
© William Shakespeare
To Be, Or Not To Be (Hamlet, Act Iii, Scene I)
To be, or not to be: that is the question:Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms..
© William Shakespeare
O Never Say That I Was False Of Heart
O never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify:As easy might I from myself departAs from my soul, which in thy..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 30: When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought
When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,And with old woes new..
© William Shakespeare
Sonnet 40: Take All My Loves, My Love, Yea, Take Them All
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;All..
© William Shakespeare