William Shakespeare's Poetry, by written

• 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
• Venus And Adonis

  'Vilia miretur vulgus; mihi flavus Apollo
      Pocula Castalia plena ministret aqua.'

  1416 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 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
• 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 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.

  13 lines, 23 comments
• 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 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 73: "That time of year thou mayst in me behold..."

  That time of year thou mayst in me behold
  When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang

  17 lines, 1 comment
• 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 130: "My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun..."

  My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
  Coral is far more red than her lips' red:

  26 lines, 10 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
• Sonnet 116: "Let me not to the marriage of true minds..."

  Let me not to the marriage of true minds
  Admit impediments. Love is not love

  13 lines, 23 comments
• 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 15: "When I consider everything that grows..."

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

  14 lines
• Sonnet 32: "If thou survive my well-contented day..."

  If thou survive my well-contented day,
  When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover,

  14 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 64: "When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd..."

  When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
  The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;

  14 lines, 1 comment
• Sonnet 94: "They that have power to hurt and will do none..."

  They that have power to hurt and will do none,
  That do not do the thing they most do show,

  14 lines, 5 comments
• Sonnet 111: "O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide..."

  O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
  The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,

  14 lines

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