William Shakespeare
1564 – 1616Kamu malı26 eser
William Shakespeare, İngiliz şair, oyun yazarı ve oyuncudur. Genellikle İngilizce dilinin en büyük yazarı ve dünyanın en iyi dram oyunu yazarı olarak anılır. İngiltere'nin ulusal şairi ve "Avon'un Ozanı" olarak da bilinir.
Telifsiz eser (kamu malı) — biKalem arşivine eklendi.
Eserleri
Sonnet 1From fairest creatures we desire increase, · That thereby beauty's rose might never die,Sonnet 104To me faire friend you neuer can be old, · For as you were when first your eye I eyde,Sonnet 106When in the Chronicle of wasted time, · I see discriptions of the fairest wights,Sonnet 116Let me not to the marriage of true mindes · Admit impediments, loue is not loueSonnet 129Th'expence of Spirit in a waste of shame · Is lust in action, and till action, lustSonnet 130My Mistres eyes are nothing like the Sunne, · Currall is farre more red, then her lips red,Sonnet 138When my loue sweares that she is made of truth, · I do beleeue her though I know she lyes,Sonnet 144Two loues I haue of comfort and dispaire, · Which like two spirits do sugiest me still,Sonnet 147My loue is as a feauer longing still, · For that which longer nurseth the disease,Sonnet 154The little Loue-God lying once a sleepe, · Laid by his side his heart inflaming brand,Sonnet 18Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? · Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Sonnet 19Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, · And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;Sonnet 2When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, · And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,Sonnet 23As an vnperfect actor on the stage, · Who with his feare is put besides his part,Sonnet 29When in disgrace with Fortune and mens eyes, · I all alone beweepe my out-cast state,Sonnet 33Fvll many a glorious morning haue I seene, · Flatter the mountaine tops with soueraine eie,Sonnet 55Not marble, nor the guilded monument, · Of Princes shall out-liue this powrefull rime,Sonnet 57Being your slaue what should I doe but tend, · Vpon the houres, and times of your desire?Sonnet 60Like as the waues make towards the pibled shore, · So do our minuites haften to their end,Sonnet 65Since brasse, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundlesse sea, · But sad mortallity ore-swaies their power,Sonnet 71Noe Longer mourne for me when I am dead, · Then you shall heare the surly sullen bellSonnet 73That time of yeeare thou maist in me behold, · When yellow leaues, or none, or few doe hangeSonnet 87Farewell thou art too deare for my possessing, · And like enough thou knowst thy estimate,Sonnet 90Then hate me when thou wilt, if euer, now, · Now while the world is bent my deeds to crosse,Sonnet 94They that haue powre to hurt, and will doe none, · That doe not do the thing, they most do showe,Sonnet 98From you haue I beene absent in the spring, · When proud pide Aprill (drest in all his trim)