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نام تاپيک: William Shakespeare's Poems

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    It shall be cause of war and dire events,
    And set dissension 'twixt the son and sire;
    Subject and servile to all discontents,
    As dry combustious matter is to fire:
    Sith in his prime Death doth my love destroy,
    They that love best their loves shall not enjoy.'

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    By this, the boy that by her side lay kill'd
    Was melted like a vapour from her sight,
    And in his blood that on the ground lay spill'd,
    A purple flower sprung up, chequer'd with white,
    Resembling well his pale cheeks and the blood
    Which in round drops upon their whiteness stood

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    She bows her head, the new-sprung flower to smell,
    Comparing it to her Adonis' breath,
    And says, within her bosom it shall dwell,
    Since he himself is reft from her by death:
    She crops the stalk, and in the breach appears
    Green dropping sap, which she compares to tears

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    Poor flower,' quoth she, 'this was thy fathers guise --
    Sweet issue of a more sweet-smelling sire --
    For every little grief to wet his eyes:
    To grow unto himself was his desire,
    And so 'tis thine; but know, it is as good
    To wither in my breast as in his blood

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    Here was thy father's bed, here in my breast;
    Thou art the next of blood, and 'tis thy right:
    Lo, in this hollow cradle take thy rest,
    My throbbing heart shall rock thee day and night:
    There shall not be one minute in an hour
    Wherein I will not kiss my sweet love's flower.'

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    Thus weary of the world, away she hies,
    And yokes her silver doves; by whose swift aid
    Their mistress mounted through the empty skies
    In her light chariot quickly is convey'd;
    Holding their course to Paphos, where their queen
    Means to immure herself and not be seen

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    THE POEMS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
    William Shakespeare is referred to as a Literary Genius and much of this praise is due to the wonderful words of his short sonnet poems and his extended poems as detailed on this page. He is the most widely read author in the whole of the Western World - his poems and quotes from poems are familiar to everyone. And yet when we think about Shakespear we immediately we think of his famous plays and not his less famous poems. During the Bard's lifetime dramatists were not considered 'serious' authors with 'serious' talent - but it was highly fashionable to write poems. Plays were for entertainment poems were for the elite! There was not even such a thing as a custom built theatre until 1576! Actors were common folk. Poets of the era such as Christopher Marlowe, Sir Philip Sydney, Sir Walter Raleigh were of the nobility and there poems are still enjoyed today. These poets had credibility and so did their poetry. William Shakespeare came from Yeoman stock - he lacked credibility - his poems would have helped with this poblem !. The Bard did not give permission for one of his plays or his sonnets to be published. He was, however, happy to have his poems published. William Shake-speare has been attributed with the following poems:

    A LOVER'S COMPLAINT
    THE PHOENIX AND THE TURTLE
    THE RAPE OF LUCRECE
    Venus and Adonis

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