Friendship Poems

Friendship Poems by Shakespeare

Shakespeare Biography
William Shakespeare, born in Stratford-upon-Avon, but his actual birth date is unknown, although it is traditionally observed on April 23, was the son of John Shakespeare and Mary Arden. He was baptized in Startford-upon-Avon on April 26, 1564. While no attendance records exist for the... Continue reading Shakespeare Biography

Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
By William Shakespeare 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 friendship is feigning... Continue reading Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

Sonnet 138
By William Shakespeare When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutored youth Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although... Continue reading Sonnet 138

Sonnet 33
By William Shakespeare Full many a glorious morning have I see Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And... Continue reading Sonnet 33

Romeo and Juliet
by William Shakespeare Act 2, Scene 2 SCENE II. Capulet's orchard. Enter ROMEO ROMEO He jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a window But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the... Continue reading Romeo and Juliet

Sonnet CXVI
by William Shakespeare Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love, Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. Oh, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests.. and is never... Continue reading Sonnet CXVI

Friendship Sonnet
by William Shakespeare When to the session of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused... Continue reading Friendship Sonnet

Sonnet 30
by William Shakespeare When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste. Then can I drown an eye unused... Continue reading Sonnet 30