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William Shakespeare

The Canakin Clink Pub Song (From 'Othello’)

And let me the canakin clink, clink;
And let me the canakin clink
A soldier’s a man;
A life’s but a span;
Why, then, let a soldier drink.

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Altre opere di William Shakespeare...
Henry V, Act V, Scene III [What’s he that wishes so?]

King Henry to Westmoreland What’s he that wishes so? My cousin Westmoreland? No my fai… If we are mark’d to die, we are en… To do our country loss; and if to…
Sonnet XXXVI: Let Me Confess That We Two Must Be Twain

Let me confess that we two must be… Although our undivided loves are o… So shall those blots that do with… Without thy help, by me be borne a… In our two loves there is but one…
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Sonnet XCVIII: From you have I been absent in the spring

From you have I been absent in th… When proud pied April, dressed in… Hath put a spirit of youth in ever… That heavy Saturn laughed and lea… Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the…
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Sonnet CXXXI: Thou Art as Tyrannous, So as Thou Art

Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou… As those whose beauties proudly ma… For well thou know’st to my dear d… Thou art the fairest and most prec… Yet, in good faith, some say that…
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Sonnet 129: Th’ Expense of Spirit in a Waste of Shame

Th’ expense of spirit in a waste o… Is lust in action; and, till actio… Is perjured, murderous, bloody ful… Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not… Enjoyed no sooner but despisèd str…
Orpheus

? or John Fletcher. ORPHEUS with his lute made tree… And the mountain tops that freeze    Bow themselves when he did sing… To his music plants and flowers
Sonnet XXIV: Mine Eye Hath Played the Painter and Hath Stelled

Mine eye hath played the painter a… Thy beauty’s form in table of my h… My body is the frame wherein 'tis… And perspective it is best painter… For through the painter must you s…
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Sonnet VIII: Music to Hear, Why Hear’st Thou Music Sadly?

Music to hear, why hear’st thou mu… Sweets with sweets war not, joy de… Why lov’st thou that which thou re… Or else receiv’st with pleasure th… If the true concord of well-tunèd…
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Sonnet LII: So Am I as the Rich Whose Blessed Key

So am I as the rich whose blessèd… Can bring him to his sweet up-lock… The which he will not every hour s… For blunting the fine point of sel… Therefore are feasts so solemn and…
A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere,
From the Rape of Lucrece

Her lily hand her rosy cheek lies… Cozening the pillow of a lawful ki… Who, therefore angry, seems to par… Swelling on either side to want hi… Between whose hills her head entom…
Sonnet CXXXII: Thine Eyes I Love, and They, as Pitying Me

Thine eyes I love, and they, as p… Knowing thy heart torment me with… Have put on black, and loving mour… Looking with pretty ruth upon my p… And truly not the morning sun of h…
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Sonnet XVII: Who will believe my verse in time to come

Who will believe my verse in time… If it were fill’d with your most h… Though yet, heaven knows, it is bu… Which hides your life and shows no… If I could write the beauty of yo…
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Fear No More

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun; Nor the furious winter’s rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages… Golden lads and girls all must,
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Sonnet XII: When I do count the clock that tells the time

When I do count the clock that te… And see the brave day sunk in hide… When I behold the violet past pri… And sable curls all silver’d o’er… When lofty trees I see barren of…



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