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William Shakespeare: Winter William Shakespeare: Winter When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When Blood is nipped and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-who; Tu-whit, tu-who: …

William Shakespeare: A Madrigal William Shakespeare: A Madrigal Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare: Youth is full of sports, Age’s breath is short, …

William Shakespeare: Fairy Land I William Shakespeare: Fairy Land I OVER hill, over dale,    Thorough bush, thorough brier,    Over park, over pale,    Thorough flood, thorough fire,    I do wander everywhere,    Swifter than the moone’s sphere;    And I serve the fairy queen,    To dew her orbs upon the green:    The cowslips …

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 138 When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth William Shakespeare: Sonnet 138 When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might …

William Shakespeare: Dirge William Shakespeare: Dirge COME away, come away, death,    And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath;    I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,    O prepare it! My part of death, no one so …

William Shakespeare: Full Fathom Five Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Ding-dong. Hark! now I hear …

William Shakespeare: Hark! Hark! The Lark William Shakespeare: Hark! Hark! The Lark Hark! hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings, And Phoebus ‘gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chalic’d flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes; With everything that pretty is, …

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 116 Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds William Shakespeare: 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 Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with …

William Shakespeare: Love William Shakespeare: Love TELL me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender’d in the eyes, With gazing fed; and Fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring Fancy’s knell: …