William Shakespeare

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Dirge of Love

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from The Rape of Lucrece

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O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene III)

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Song: “Blow, blow, thou winter wind”
Song: “Come away, come away, death”
Song: “Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings”
Song: “Orpheus with his lute made trees”
Song: “Take, oh take those lips away”
Song: “Under the greenwood tree”
Song: “When daisies pied and violets blue”
Song: “When that I was and a little tiny boy (With hey, ho, the wind and the rain)”
Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time
Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
Sonnet 111: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,
Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy pow’r
Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time
Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
Sonnet 139: O, call not me to justify the wrong
Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still
Sonnet 18 ("Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?..")
Sonnet 19: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
Sonnet 20: A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted
Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day
Sonnet 3: Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all
Sonnet 53: What is your substance, whereof are you made
Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore
Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Sonnet 73 ("That time of year thou mayst in me behold...")
Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold
Speech: “Is this a dagger which I see before me”
Speech: “No matter where; of comfort no man speak”
Speech: “Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more”
Speech: “The raven himself is hoarse”
Speech: “To be, or not to be, that is the question”
Speech: “Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow”

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Those Lips that Love's own hand did make (Sonnet 145)

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Venus and Adonis