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Search our extensive curated collection of more than ten thousand poems by occasion (Autumn to Easter, Veterans Day to Valentine’s Day, etc.), theme (love, nature, sports, etc.), and form (sonnets, haiku, etc.), or search by keyword or poet’s name in the field below.

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When in the chronicle of wasted time (Sonnet 106) William Shakespeare 1904
Let not my love be call'd idolatry (Sonnet 105) William Shakespeare 1904
Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth (Sonnet 103) William Shakespeare 1904
My love is strengthen'd though more week in seeming; (Sonnet 102) William Shakespeare 1904
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends (Sonnet 101) William Shakespeare 1904
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long (Sonnet 100) William Shakespeare 1904
The forward violet thus did I chide: (Sonnet 99) William Shakespeare 1904
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; (Sonnet 96) William Shakespeare 1904
They that have power to hurt and will do none (Sonnet 95) William Shakespeare 1904
So shall I live, supposing thou art true (Sonnet 93) William Shakespeare 1904
But do thy worst to steal thyself away (Sonnet 92) William Shakespeare 1904
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill (Sonnet 91) William Shakespeare 1904
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; (Sonnet 90) William Shakespeare 1904
Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault (Sonnet 89) William Shakespeare 1904
Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possession (Sonnet 87) William Shakespeare 1904
When thou shalt be disposed to set me light (Sonnet, 88) William Shakespeare 1904
Was it the proud full sail of his great verse (Sonnet 86) William Shakespeare 1904
My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still (Sonnet 85) William Shakespeare 1904
Who is it that says most? Which can say more (Sonnet 84) William Shakespeare 1904
I never saw that you did painting need (Sonnet 83) William Shakespeare 1904

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