William Shakespeare's Poetry, by first line

• Sonnets to the Sundry Notes of Music

  IT was a lording's daughter, the fairest one of three,
  That liked of her master as well as well might be,

  246 lines
• A Lover's Complaint

  FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded
  A plaintful story from a sistering vale,

  378 lines, 8 comments
• The Rape Of Lucrece

  TO THE
  RIGHT HONORABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY,

  2173 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet 41: “Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits…”

  Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits,
  When I am sometime absent from thy heart,

  14 lines
• Sonnet 14: “Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck…”

  Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
  And yet methinks I have astronomy,

  14 lines
• Sonnet 16: “But wherefore do not you a mightier way…”

  But wherefore do not you a mightier way
  Make war upon this bloody tyrant Time?

  14 lines
• Sonnet 17: “Who will believe my verse in time to come…”

  Who will believe my verse in time to come
  If it were filled with your most high deserts?

  14 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 33: "Full many a glorious morning have I seen..."

  Full many a glorious morning have I seen
  Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,

  14 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 6: “Then let not winter's ragged hand deface…”

  Then let not winter's ragged hand deface,
  In thee thy summer ere thou be distilled:

  14 lines
• Sonnet 53: "What is your substance, whereof are you made..."

  What is your substance, whereof are you made,
  That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

  14 lines, 4 comments
• Sonnet 60: :Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore..."

  Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore,
  So do our minutes hasten to their end;

  14 lines
• Sonnet 9: “Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye…”

  Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye,
  That thou consum'st thy self in single life?

  14 lines
• Orpheus With His Lute Made Trees

  Orpheus with his lute made trees,
  And the mountain tops that freeze,

  12 lines
• Sonnet 29: "When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes..."

  When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
  I all alone beweep my outcast state

  14 lines, 3 comments
• Take, O Take Those Lips Away

  Take, O take those lips away,
  That so sweetly were forsworn;

  8 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 25: "Let those who are in favour with their stars..."

  Let those who are in favour with their stars
  Of public honour and proud titles boast,

  14 lines
• Under The Greenwood Tree

  Under the greenwood tree
  Who loves to lie with me,

  16 lines, 14 comments
• Sonnet 19: "Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws..."

  Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
  And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;

  14 lines
• Sonnet 146: "Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth..."

  Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
  [......] these rebel powers that thee array,

  14 lines
• The Phoenix And The Turtle

  Let the bird of loudest lay
  On the sole Arabian tree

  68 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 7: “Lo in the orient when the gracious light…”

  Lo in the orient when the gracious light
  Lifts up his burning head, each under eye

  14 lines
• Sonnet 66: "Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry..."

  Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,
  As, to behold desert a beggar born,

  14 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet 110: "Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there..."

  Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there
  And made myself a motley to the view,

  14 lines
• Sonnet 129: "Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame..."

  Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame
  Is lust in action; and till action, lust

  14 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet 106: "When in the chronicle of wasted time..."

  When in the chronicle of wasted time
  I see descriptions of the fairest wights,

  14 lines
• Winter

  When icicles hang by the wall
  And Dick the shepherd blows his nail

  18 lines
• The Quality Of Mercy

  The quality of mercy is not strain'd.
  It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven

  14 lines, 2 comments
• Sonnet 30: "When to the sessions of sweet silent thought..."

  When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
  I summon up remembrance of things past,

  14 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 8: "Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?"

  Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
  Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.

  15 lines
• Sonnet 15: "When I consider everything that grows..."

  When I consider everything that grows
  Holds in perfection but a little moment,

  14 lines

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