Poems found: 518
AIRY NOTHINGS. FR. THE TEMPEST
APRIL, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST
ARIEL'S SONG (1) [OR, DIRGE] [OR, A SEA DIRGE]. FR. THE TEMPEST
ARIEL'S SONG (2), FR. THE TEMPEST
AUBADE [OR, A MORNING SONG FOR IMOGEN], FR. CYMBELINE
CALIBAN [ON THE ISLAND], FR. THE TEMPEST
FANCY, FR. THE MERCHANT OF VENICE
FESTE'S SONG (1), FR. TWELFTH NIGHT
FESTE'S SONG (2), FR. TWELFTH NIGHT
FRIENDSHIP [OR, THE TRUE FRIEND]
HEALTHFUL OLD AGE, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT
IMAGINATION, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
LOVE DISSEMBLED, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT
PUCK AND THE FAIRY, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
SEVEN AGES OF MAN, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT
SONG, FR. THE TWO GENTELEM OF VERONA
THE DIRGE [FOR FIDELE], FR. CYMBELINE
WINTER, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST
ALAS! POOR YORICK. I KNEW HIM HORATIO
A DAGGER OF THE MIND [OR, THE VISIONARY DAGGER], FR. MACBETH
AS YOU LIKE IT: A WEDLOCK HYMN
COMPLIMENT TO QUEEN ELIZABETH, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
LET ME LIVE, FR. MEASURE FOR MEASURE
LOVE AND WOMAN, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST
LOVE, FR. THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA
LULLABY FOR TITANIA, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
STEPHANO'S SONG, FR. THE TEMPEST
THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
THE FAIRIES' LULLABY, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
TITANIA'S BOWER, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
YOUNG FRIENDS, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
MAN MAY SEE HOW THIS WORLD GOES WITH NO EYES
TERRIBLE CHILD-BED HAST THOU HAD, MY DEAR
AGAINST INFECTION AND THE HAND OF WAR
ALL PLACES YIELD TO HIM ERE HE SITS DOWN
AND SUDDENLY; WHERE INJURY OF CHANCE
ANTONY / LEAVE THY LASCIVIOUS WASSAILS
BLESS OUR POOR VIRGINITY FROM UNDERMINERS AND BLOWERS UP
BUT HEAVEN HATH A HAND IN THESE EVENTS
BUT I DO THINK IT IS THEIR HUSBANDS' FAULTS
CARE KEEPS HIS WATCH IN EVERY OLD MAN'S EYES
COME, HOW WOULDST THOU PRAISE ME?
EVEN OR ODD OF ALL DAYS IN THE YEAR
FOR WHO WOULD BEAR THE WHIPS AND SCORNS OF TIME
FORSOOTH, IN LOVE! I, THAT HAVE BEEN LOVE'S WHIP
GET THEE TO A NUNNERY: WHY WOULDST THOU BE A BREEDER
GLAMIS THOU ART, AND CAWDOR; AND SHALT BE
GOOD FAITH, THIS SAME YOUNG SOBER-BLOODED BOY DOTH NOT
GRANT THEM REMOV'D, AND GRANT THAT THIS YOUR NOISE
HAD I BUT DIED AN HOUR BEFORE THIS CHANCE
HE EATS NOTHING BUT DOVES, LOVE; AND THAT BREEDS HOT
HE NO MORE REMEMBERS HIS MOTHER NOW THAN AN EIGHT-YEAR-OLD
HE THAT WILL GIVE GOOD WORDS TO THEE WILL FLATTER
HIS WORDS ARE BONDS, HIS OATHS ARE ORACLES
HONOUR, RICHES, MARRIAGE-BLESSINGS
HOY-DAY! WHAT A SWEEP OF VANITY COMES THIS WAY
I AM AMAZ'D, METHINKS, AND LOSE MY WAY
I AM GIDDY, EXPECTATION WHIRLS ME ROUND
I CANNOT TELL WHAT YOU AND OTHER MEN
I DID DISLIKE THE CUT OF A CERTAIN COURTIER'S BEARD
I DO AFFECT THE VERY GROUND, WHICH IS BASE, WHERE HER SHOE
I DO SEE THE BOTTOM OF JUSTICE SHALLOW. LORD, LORD!
I DREAM'D THERE WAS AN EMPEROR ANTHONY
I FOLLOW HIM TO SERVE MY TURN UPON HIM
I HAVE LIV'D LONG ENOUGH: MY WAY OF LIFE
I PRAY YOU, WHAT IS'T O'CLOCK?
I THINK CRAB MY DOG BE THE SOUREST-NATURED DOG THAT LIVES
I WILL NOT CHANGE MY HORSE WITH ANY TREADS
I WOULD I HAD THAT CORPORAL SOUNDNESS NOW
IF ADAM FELL IN THE DAYS OF INNOCENCY
IF I BE FALSE, OR SWERVE A HAIR FROM TRUTH
IF I BEGIN THE BATTERY ONCE AGAIN
IF THOU WERT THE LION, THE FOX WOULD BEGUILE THEE
IN THE SPRINGTIME, THE ONLY PRETTY RING-TIME
INCH-THICK, KNEE-DEEP, O'ER HEAD AND EARS A FORK'D ONE
IS THERE NO WAY FOR MEN TO BE, BUT WOMEN
LAY THY FINGER THUS, AND LET THY SOUL BE INSTRUCTED
NAY, YOU SHALL HEAR, MASTER BROOK, WHAT I HAVE SUFFERED
NOW, MY CO-MATES AND BROTHERS IN EXILE
O BLESSED BREEDING SUN! DRAW FROM THE EARTH
O PANDARUS! I TELL THEE, PANDARUS
O ROSALIND! THESE TREES SHALL BE MY BOOKS
O THOU FOUL THIEF! WHERE HAST THOU STOW'D MY DAUGHTER?
O! BEWARE, MY LORD, OF JEALOUSY
O! THAT I THOUGHT I COULD BE IN A WOMAN
O, IT IS MONSTROUS! MONSTROUS!
PETRUCIO IS COMING, IN A NEW HAT AND AN OLD JERKIN
PUT UP THY GOLD: GO ON -- HERE'S GOLD
RENEW, RENEW! THE FIERCE POLYDAMAS
SPITE OF CORMORANT DEVOURING TIME
COWSLIPS TALL HER PENSIONERS BE
GODS ARE JUST, AND OF OUR PLEASANT
GREAT MAN DOWN, YOU MARK HIS FAVORITE FLIES
NIGHT HAS BEEN UNRULY: WHERE WE LAY
NIGHTINGALE, IF SHE SHOULD SING BY DAY
ROUGH SEAS, THAT SPARE NOT ANY MAN
THERE IS AN OLD TALE GOES THAT HERNE THE HUNTER
THESE LATE ECLIPSES IN THE SUN AND MOON PORTEND NO GOOD
THESE VIOLENT DELIGHTS HAVE VIOLENT ENDS
THIS CASTLE HATH A PLEASANT SEAT
THIS IS THE EXCELLENT FOPPERY OF THE WORLD
THOU HAST CAST AWAY THYSELF, BEING LIKE THYSELF
THOU, NATURE, ART MY GODDESS; TO THY LAW
THY LIFE DID MANIFEST THOU LOV'DST ME NOT
VIRTUE! A FIG! 'TIS IN OURSELVES THAT WE ARE THUS, OR THUS
WE HAVE STRICT STATUTES AND MOST BITING LAWS
WELCOME! / A CURSE BEGIN AT THE VERY ROOT OF HIS HEART
WELL, SAY THERE IS NO KINGDOM THEN FOR RICHARD
WHAT NEED I BE SO FORWARD WITH HIM THAT CALLS NOT ON ME?
WHAT! ARE MEN MAD? HATH NATURE GIVEN THEM EYES
WHEN A MAN'S SERVANT SHALL PLAY THE CUR WITH HIM
WHEN HE SHALL HEAR SHE DIED UPON HIS WORD
WHEN MOST, I SAY, MINE EYES BE BLESSED MADE
WHERE THINK'ST THOU HE IS NOW? STANDS HE, OR SITS HE
WHO GIVES ANYTHING TO POOR TOM?
WHY, THOU WERT BETTER IN THY GRAVE
WISDOM AND GOODNESS TO THE VILE SEEM VILE
YOU COMMON CRY OF CURS! WHOSE BREATH I HATE
WHAT THREE THINGS DOES DRINK ESPECIALLY PROVOKE?
MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM, SELS.
MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM: YOU NICKE BOTTOME ARE SET DOWNE FOR PYRAMU
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL, SELS.
CARDINAL WOLSEY ON BEING CAST OFF BY HENRY VIII
CORIOLANUS: THE BELLY AND THE MEMBERS
CRANMER'S PROPHECY OF QUEEN ELIZABETH
KING RICHARD II: THE GARDENER'S LESSON
LOVE AND MARRIAGE OF FERNINAND AND MIRANDA
MARULLUS TO THE ROMAN POPULACE
NO, NOT AN OATH: IF NOT THE FACE OF MEN
ROMEO AND JULIET: ACT 1, SCENE 5
SHAME AT BEING CONVICTED OF A CRIME
SWEAREST THOU, UNGRACIOUS BOY?
DEATHS OF ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA
EPILOGUE SPOKEN BY PROSPERO, SELS.
MERCHANT OF VENICE: SADNESS AND MERRIMENT
TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA, SELS.
WINTER'S TALE: PRIMROSE: EARLY YOUTH
WHAT I DO STARE, SEE HOW THE SUBJECT QUAKES