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• Dirge of the Three Queens

  Urns and odours bring away!
  Vapours, sighs, darken the day!
  Our dole more deadly looks than dying; …

  William Shakespeare

• Orpheus

  Orpheus with his lute made trees
  And the mountain tops that freeze
  Bow themselves when he did sing: …

  William Shakespeare

• The Phoenix and the Turtle

  Let the bird of loudest lay
  On the sole Arabian tree,
  Herald sad and trumpet be, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsi

  Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
  Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
  Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsii

  When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,
  I all alone beweep my outcast state,
  And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsiii

  When to the Sessions of sweet silent thought
  I summon up remembrance of things past,
  I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsiv

  Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts
  Which I, by lacking, have supposèd dead:
  And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsv

  What is your substance, whereof are you made,
  That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
  Since every one hath, every one, one shade, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsvi

  O HOW much more doth beauty beauteous seem
  By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
  The Rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsvii

  Being your slave, what should I do but tend
  Upon the hours and times of your desire?
  I have no precious time at all to spend, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsviii

  That time of year thou may'st in me behold
  When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
  Upon those boughs which shake against the cold— …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsix

  Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,
  And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:
  The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsx

  Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
  Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
  Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxi

  They that have power to hurt and will do none,
  That do not do the thing they most do show,
  Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxii

  How like a Winter hath my absence been
  From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
  What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxiii

  From you have I been absent in the spring,
  When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim,
  Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxiv

  My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming;
  I love not less, though less the show appear:
  That love is merchandised whose rich esteeming …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxv

  To me, fair friend, you never can be old;
  For as you were when first your eye I eyed,
  Such seems your beauty still. Three Winters cold …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxvi

  When in the chronicle of wasted time
  I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
  And beauty making beautiful old rime …

  William Shakespeare

• Sonnetsxvii

  O NEVER say that I was false of heart,
  Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify!
  As easy might I from myself depart, …

  William Shakespeare

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