Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Sonnet 83: I Never Saw That You Did Painting Need

I never saw that you did painting need,And therefore to your fair no painting set;I found, or thought I found, you did exceedThat barren tender of a..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Civ

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 coldHave from the..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 56: Sweet Love, Renew Thy Force, Be It Not Said

Sweet love, renew thy force! Be it not saidThy edge should blunter be than appetite,Which but today by feeding is allayed,Tomorrow sharpened in his..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 59: If There Be Nothing New, But That Which Is

If there be nothing new, but that which isHath been before, how are our brains beguiled,Which, labouring for invention bear amisThe second burthen of..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cvii

Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soulOf the wide world dreaming on things to come,Can yet the lease of my true love control,Supposed as forfeit..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 82: I Grant Thou Wert Not Married To My Muse

I grant thou wert not married to my Muse,And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlookThe dedicated words which writers useOf their fair subject..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cxi: 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,That did not better for my life provideThan public means which public..

© William Shakespeare

Macbeth, Act IV, Scene I

Three witches, casting a spell ...Round about the cauldron go;In the poison'd entrails throw.Toad, that under cold stoneDays and nights hast thirty..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Xciv: 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,Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,Unmoved, cold..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 146:

Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,[……] these rebel powers that thee array,Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth,Painting thy outward..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 7: Lo, In The Orient When The Gracious Light

Lo, in the orient when the gracious lightLifts up his burning head, each under eyeDoth homage to his new-appearing sight,Serving with looks his..

© William Shakespeare

Song of the Witches: "Double, double toil and trouble"

Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn and caldron bubble.Fillet of a fenny snake,In the caldron boil and bake;Eye of newt and toe of frog,Wool of..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cvi

When in the chronicle of wasted timeI see descriptions of the fairest wights,And beauty making beautiful old rhymeIn praise of ladies dead and lovely..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cli

Love is too young to know what conscience is;Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,Lest guilty of my..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 74: But Be Contented When That Fell Arrest

But be contented when that fell arrestWithout all bail shall carry me away;My life hath in this line some interest,Which for memorial still with thee..

© William Shakespeare

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?Since everyone hath, every one, one shade,And you, but one..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnets X

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,And do not drop..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 24: “mine Eye Hath Played The Painter And Hath Stelled…”

Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled,Thy beauty's form in table of my heart,My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,And perspective it is..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 80: O, How I Faint When I Of You Do Write

O, how I faint when I of you do write,Knowing a better spirit doth use your name,And in the praise thereof spends all his mightTo make me tongue-tied..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cxii

Your love and pity doth the impression fillWhich vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow;For what care I who calls me well or ill,So you o'er-green my..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnets Cxvi: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds

Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 62: Sin Of Self-Love Possesseth All Mine Eye

Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye,And all my soul, and all my every part;And for this sin there is no remedy,It is so grounded inward in my..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 45: The Other Two, Slight Air And Purging Fire

The other two, slight air and purging fire,Are both with thee, wherever I abide;The first my thought, the other my desire,These present-absent with..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet 44: If The Dull Substance Of My Flesh Were Thought

If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,Injurious distance should not stop my way;For then despite of space I would be brought,From limits far..

© William Shakespeare

Sonnet Cxxviii

How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,Upon that blessed wood whose motion soundsWith thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'stThe wiry..

© William Shakespeare