Poetry written by William Shakespeare (12)

  1. O Mistress Mine
  2. Love
  3. Fear No More
  4. Dirge of the Three Queens
  5. Dirge
  6. Carpe Diem
  7. Bridal Song
  8. Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
  9. Aubade
  10. All the World’s a Stage
  11. A Lover’s Complaint
  12. A Fairy Song

O Mistress Mine

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O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s …Popularity: 53%


Love

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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 Fancy dies
In the cradle where …

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Popularity: 25%

Fear No More

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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 girls all must,
As chimney …

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Popularity: 19%

Dirge of the Three Queens

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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 fill’d with tears,
And clamours through the wild air …

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Popularity: 20%

Dirge

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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, stuck all with yew,
O …

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Popularity: 17%

Carpe Diem

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O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love’s coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey’s end in lovers’ meeting
Every wise man’s...

Popularity: 100%

Bridal Song

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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 quaint,
And sweet thyme true;

Primrose, firstborn child of Ver;Popularity: 41%

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

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Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green …Popularity: 17%

Aubade

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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 winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With every...

Popularity: 16%

All the World’s a Stage

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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 parts,
His acts being seven …

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Popularity: 16%



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