Category William Shakespeare

Bridal Song

Roses, their sharp spines being gone, Not royal in their smells alone, But in their hue; Maiden pinks, of odour faint, Daisies smell-less, yet most quaint, And sweet thyme true;   Primrose, firstborn child of Ver; Merry springtime’s harbinger, With…

Sigh No More

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blith and bonny, Converting all…

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind As man’s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.   Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly: Most freindship if…

Witches’ Chant [Macbeth]

1st Witch: Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.   2nd Witch: Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin’d.   3rd Witch Harpier cries:—’tis time! ’tis time!   1st Witch: Round about the cauldron go: In the poisoned entrails throw. Toad, that…

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…

A Lover’s Complaint

FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this double voice accorded, And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale; Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,…

All The World Is A Stage

All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, mewling and…