Shakespeare Love Poetry

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Here you will find a small collection of Shakespeare love poetry. William Shakespeare is proof positive of the timeless beauty of love. Known for his passion and intensity coveyed through his famous plays such as Romeo and Juliet, his legency endures for future generations to enjoy. Blessedly, Shakespeare's gift with words elevates him as a poet and playwright. You are now privileged to enjoy love, passion, and desire expressed so well that it crosses the boundaries of time and into the heart's of anyone who want to receive this special gift.

Shakespeare Love Poetry

Spring

When daisies pied and voilets blue,
And lady- smocks all silver-white,
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men; for thus sings he
"Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!" O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks,
When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws,
And maidens bleach their summer smocks,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married mean; for thus sings he,
"Cuckoo!
Cuckoo, cuckoo!" O word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!

~ Shakespeare Love Poetry

"My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun"

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damased, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
that music hath a far more pleasign sound:
I grant I never saw a goddess go, -
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the
ground.
And yet, by heave, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

~ Poetry of William Shakespeare

From Romeo and Juliet

Romeo: If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this;
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready
stand
to smooth that rough touch with a
tender kiss
Juliet: Good pilgrim, you do wrong you hand
too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in
this:
For saints have hands that pilgrims'
hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmer's kiss.
Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy
palmers too?
Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must us in
prayer.
Romeo: O! then, dear saint, let lips do what
hands do;
They pray, Grant thou, lest faith turn
to despair.
Juliet: Saints do not move, though grant for
prayers' sake.
Romeo: then move not, while my prayers'
effect I take.

~ Shakespeare Love Poetry

"Alas, 'its true I have gone here and there"

Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offenses of affections new.
Most true it is that I have looked on truth
Askance and strangely; but, by all above,
There blenches gave my heart another youth,
And worse essays proved thee my best of love.
Now all is done, have what shall have no end.
Mine appetite I never more will grind
On never proof, to try an older friend,
A god in love, to whom I am confined.
Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best.
Even to thy pure and most loving breast.

~ Shakespeare Love Poetry

If you'd like more information about William Shakespeare poetry try this Shakespeare dictionary. You'll find wonderful translations and additional information about this literary genius. Also, if you'd like to read more love poetry, you may enjoy these deep romantic loves poems.