Under the Greenwood Tree by William Shakespeare Under the greenwood treeWho loves to lie with me,And turn his merry noteUnto the sweet bird’s throat,Come hither, come hither, come hither:Here shall he seeNo enemyBut w…
‘Vilia miretur vulgus; mihi flavus ApolloPocula Castalia plena ministret aqua.’ TO THERIGHT HONORABLE HENRY WRIOTHESLY,EARL OF SOUTHAMPTON, AND BARON OF TICHFIELD.RIGHT HONORABLE, I KNOW not how I shall offend in dedi…
When I diewhen my coffinis being taken outyou must never thinki am missing this world don’t shed any tearsdon’t lament orfeel sorryi’m not fallinginto a monster’s abyss when you seemy corpse is being carrieddon’t cry …
When I have fears that I may cease to beBefore my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,Before high-piled books, in charactery,Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain;When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,Huge…