William Shakespeare
All my life, I’ve heard that the vine that ate the South was a little […]
If any professional athlete has the gift of gab, it is Mike Tyson. Words have […]
For you have I been absent in the spring When proud-pied April, dressed in all […]
A timely autumnal one: What time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow […]
A stunning essay appeared on The Millions last week, Stephen Akey’s “Shakespeare as God,” which […]
Sweet love, renew thy force. Be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than […]
But when most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, For all the day […]
My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming. I love not less, though less […]
Let me not to the marriage to true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love […]
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in […]
How can my muse want subject to invent While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into […]