Take, Oh Take Those Lips Away
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Poet William Shakespeare 1564–1616
POET’S REGION England
SCHOOL / PERIOD Renaissance
Poetic Terms Rhymed Stanza
Poems by William Shakespeare
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- "Sigh No More"
- "Where the Bee Sucks, There Suck I"
More poems by William Shakespeare (69 poems)
- "Who is Silvia?"
- Fear No More the Heat o' the Sun
- Full Fadom Fiue Thy Father Lies
- Hearke, Hearke, the Larke at Heauens Gate Sings
- O Mistress Mine Where are you Roaming?
- Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees
- Song of the Witches
- Songs from the Plays - “When that I was and a little tiny boy”
- Songs from the Plays - Fear No More the Heat o’ the Sun
- Sonnet CIV: To me, fair friend, you never can be old
- Sonnet CIX: O! never say that I was false of heart
- Sonnet CVI: When in the Chronicle of Wasted Time
- Sonnet CVII: Not mine own Fears, nor the Prophetic Soul
- Sonnet CX: Alas, 'tis True I have Gone here and there
- Sonnet CXI: O, for my Sake do you with Fortune Chide
- Sonnet CXLI: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
- Sonnet CXLII: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
- Sonnet CXLIV: Two loves I have of comfort and despair
- Sonnet CXLVI: Poor Soul, the Centre of my Sinful Earth
- Sonnet CXLVII: My love is as a fever, longing still
- Sonnet CXVI: Let me not to the Marriage of True Minds
- Sonnet CXXI: 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed
- Sonnet CXXIII: No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
- Sonnet CXXIX: "Th'expense of spirit in a waste of shame"
- Sonnet CXXVI: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy pow’r
- Sonnet CXXX: My Mistress' Eyes are Nothing like the Sun
- Sonnet CXXXIII: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
- Sonnet CXXXIX: O, call not me to justify the wrong
- Sonnet CXXXV: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will
- Sonnet CXXXVIII: When my love swears that she is made of truth
- Sonnet I: From fairest creatures we desire increase
- Sonnet II: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
- Sonnet III: Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
- Sonnet LIII: "What is your substance, whereof are you made"
- Sonnet LV: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
- Sonnet LVII: Being your slave, what should I do but tend
- Sonnet LX: Like as the Waves Make towards the Pebbled Shore
- Sonnet LXIV: When I have Seen by Time's Fell Hand Defaced
- Sonnet LXV: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
- Sonnet LXVI: Tir'd with all these, for Restful Death
- Sonnet LXXI: No Longer Mourn for me when I am Dead
- Sonnet LXXIII: That Time of Year thou mayst in me Behold
- Sonnet LXXVI: Why is my verse so barren of new pride
- Sonnet LXXXVII: Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
- Sonnet XCIV: They that have Power to Hurt and will do None
- Sonnet XCVII: How like a Winter hath my Absence been
- Sonnet XCVIII: From you have I been absent in the spring
- Sonnet XII: "When I do count the clock that tells the time"
- Sonnet XIX: Devouring Time, Blunt thou the Lion's Paws
- Sonnet XL: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all
- Sonnet XV: When I Consider everything that Grows
- Sonnet XVIII: Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day?
- Sonnet XX: "A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted"
- Sonnet XXIX: When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
- Sonnet XXV: Let those who are in Favour with their Stars
- Sonnet XXX: When to the Sessions of Sweet Silent Thought
- Sonnet XXXII: If thou Survive my Well-contented Day
- Sonnet XXXIII: Full many a Glorious Morning have I Seen
- Sonnet XXXV: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done
- from The Rape of Lucrece
- Under the Greenwood Tree
- from Venus and Adonis
- When Daisies Pied and Violets Blue