Here you will Find all the Poems and Quotations Of William Shakespeare.
Which but today by feeding is allayed,Tomorrow sharpened in his former might.So, love, be thou, although today thou fillThy hungry eyes, even till they wink with fulness,Tomorrow see again, and do not killThe spirit of love with a perpetual dullness.Let this sad interim like the ocean beWhich parts the shore where two contracted newCome daily…
My body is the frame wherein ’tis held,And perspective it is best painter’s art.For through the painter must you see his skill,To find where your true image pictured lies,Which in my bosom’s shop is hanging still,That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes:Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done,Mine eyes have drawn…
To thee I send this written embassageTo witness duty, not to show my wit.Duty so great, which wit so poor as mineMay make seem bare, in wanting words to show it;But that I hope some good conceit of thineIn thy soul’s thought (all naked) will bestow it:Till whatsoever star that guides my moving,Points on me…
Since all alike my songs and praises beTo one, of one, still such, and ever so.Kind is my love to-day, to-morrow kind,Still constant in a wondrous excellence;Therefore my verse to constancy confined,One thing expressing, leaves out difference.‘Fair, kind and true’ is all my argument,‘Fair, kind, and true’ varying to other words;And in this change is…
Can yet the lease of my true love control,Suppos’d as forfeit to a confin’d doom.The mortal moon hath her eclipse endur’dAnd the sad augurs mock their own presage;Incertainties now crown themselves assur’dAnd peace proclaims olives of endless age.Now with the drops of this most balmy timeMy love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes,Since, spite…
My body is the frame wherein ’tis held,And perspective it is best painter’s art.For through the painter must you see his skillTo find where your true image pictured lies,Which in my bosom’s shop is hanging still,That hath his windows glazèd with thine eyes.Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done:Mine eyes have drawn…
And will thy soul knows is admitted there;Thus far for love, my love suit, sweet, fulfil.Will will fulfil the treasure of thy love,Ay, fill it full with wills, and my will one.In things of great receipt with case we proveAmong a number one is reckoned none.Then in the number let me pass untold,Though in thy…
Against this coming end you should prepare,And your sweet semblance to some other give.So should that beauty which you hold in leaseFind no determination; then you wereYourself again after yourself’s decease,When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear.Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,Which husbandry in honour might upholdAgainst the stormy gusts…
join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,And do not drop in for an after-loss.Ah, do not, when my heart hath ‘scaped this sorrow,Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,To linger out a purposed overthrow.If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,When other petty…
That did not better for my life provideThan public means which public manners breeds.Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,And almost thence my nature is subduedTo what it works in, like the dyer’s hand.Pity me then, and wish I were renewed,Whilst like a willing patient I will drinkPotions of eisel ‘gainst my strong…
