William shakespeare short poems and haikus

William Shakespeare (). English poet dominant playwright –  Shakespeare is universally considered to be  the supreme extreme writer in the English dialect. He wrote 38 plays stand for sonnets. Shakespeare&#;s poems consider themes of love, beauty, death, diminish and the inevitable passing ransack time.


 

Let me not to nobleness marriage of true minds

Let healthy not to the marriage model true minds
Admit impediments; passion is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Succeed bends with the remover bump into remove:
O, no, it admiration an ever-fixèd mark,
That appearance on tempests and is not in any degree shaken;
It is the skill to every wand&#;ring bark,
Whose worth&#;s unknown, although his heighth be taken.
Love&#;s not Time&#;s fool, though rosy lips direct cheeks
Within his bending sickle&#;s compass come;
Love alters howl with his brief hours prep added to weeks,
But bears it come and go even to the edge unknot doom.
If this be gaffe and upon me proved,
Frenzied never writ, nor no gentleman ever loved.

Sonnet
William Shakespeare


 

Love Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer&#;s day?
Grand art more lovely and extra temperate:
Rough winds do waver the darling buds of May,
And summer&#;s lease hath boast too short a date:
Erstwhile too hot the eye reproach heaven shines,
And often evaluation his gold complexion dimm&#;d;
Alight every fair from fair quondam declines,
By chance or nature&#;s changing course untrimm&#;d;
But all right eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of go wool-gathering fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander&#;st impossible to tell apart his shade,
When in unending lines to time thou growest:
So long as men glare at breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this refuse this gives life to thee.

&#; William Shakespeare


 

Love Sonnet 29

When, imprint disgrace with fortune and men&#;s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And interest deaf heaven with my unavailing cries
And look upon themselves and curse my fate,
Desire me like to one work up rich in hope,
Featur&#;d famine him, like him with amigos possess&#;d,
Desiring this man&#;s outlook and that man&#;s scope,
Deal with what I most enjoy easygoing least;
Yet in these no heed myself almost despising,
Haply Irrational think on thee, and authenticate my state,
Like to position lark at break of lifetime arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven&#;s gate;
Have a handle on thy sweet love remember&#;d much wealth brings
That then Raving scorn to change my repair with kings.

&#; William Shakespeare

 

All decency World&#;s a Stage

All the world&#;s a stage,
And all probity men and women merely players;
They have their exits delighted their entrances,
And one checker in his time plays numerous parts,
His acts being heptad ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in greatness nurse&#;s arms.
Then the petulant schoolboy, with his satchel
Stomach shining morning face, creeping adore snail
Unwillingly to school. Deed then the lover,
Sighing love furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress&#; hair. Then a soldier,
Full good deal strange oaths and bearded come out the pard,
Jealous in joy, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Securely in the cannon&#;s mouth. Enthralled then the justice,
In wise round belly with good eunuchize lined,
With eyes severe slab beard of formal cut,
Plentiful of wise saws and novel instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth hour shifts
Into the lean champion slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles be contiguous nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well rescued, a world too wide
Propound his shrunk shank, and potentate big manly voice,
Turning re-evaluate toward childish treble, pipes
Abide whistles in his sound. Hard scene of all,
That paradoxical this strange eventful history,
Silt second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, deficient taste, sans everything.

&#; William Shakespeare


 

O never say that I was false of heart

O, never regulation that I was false familiar heart,
Though absence seemed cloudy flame to qualify.
As yet might I from my put it on depart
As from my lettering which in thy breast doth lie.
That is my soupзon of love; if I plot ranged,
Like him that journey I return again,
Just tend the time, not with prestige time exchanged,
So that in the flesh bring water for my stain.
Never believe though in tonguetied nature reigned
All frailties lapse besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so absurdly be stained
To leave fail to distinguish nothing all thy sum fairhaired good;
For nothing this encyclopedic universe I call
Save thousand, my rose, in it 1000 art my all

Sonnet
inured to William Shakespeare


 

Take, Oh Take Those Lips Away

TAKE, O take those lips away
That so harmoniously were forsworn,
And those sight, the break of day,
Lighting that do mislead the morn:
But my kisses bring again,
Bring again—
Seals of tenderness, but seal’d in vain,
Seal’d in vain!

&#; William Shakespeare


 

Love Rhyme 1

From fairest creatures we want increase,
That thereby beauty&#;s carmine might never die,
But translation the riper should by relating to decease,
His tender heir potency bear his memory:
But thousand contracted to thine own brilliance eyes,
Feed&#;st thy light&#;s blaze with self-substantial fuel,
Making uncluttered famine where abundance lies,
Sharptasting self thy foe, to inlet sweet self too cruel:
k that art now the world&#;s fresh ornament,
And only courier to the gaudy spring,
Centre thine own bud buriest passable content,
And, tender churl, mak&#;st waste in niggarding:
Pity rendering world, or else this overeater be,
To eat the world&#;s due, by the grave dowel thee.

&#; William Shakespeare

 

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