PoemPro.Com

A place for professional poetry.

Sonnet 66: Tired With All These, For Restful Death I Cry – Poem by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 66: Tired With All These, For Restful Death I Cry – Poem by William Shakespeare

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimmed in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disablèd
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly doctor-like controlling skill,
And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill.
Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,
Save that to die, I leave my love alone.

~William Shakespeare

 


 

Happy New Year Posts:

  1. Romantic Quotes For Him
  2. Romantic Quotes For Girlfriend
  3. Romantic Quotes For Her
  4. Romantic Messages
  5. Funny Romantic Quotes
  6. Deep Love Quotes For Her
  7. Love Quotes For her Long Distance
  8. Happy New Year Poem
  9. Romantic New Year SMS
  10. Happy New Year HD Wallpaper Download
  11. New Year Images 2017
  12. Happy New Year Wallpaper Download
  13. Happy New Year 2017 Images
  14. Happy New Year Shayari 2017
  15. Happy New Year 2017 Wallpapers
  16. Happy New Year Shayari Hindi 2017
  17. Happy New Year Quotes, Wishes and Images
  18. How many Days till New Year’s Eve 2017
  19. New Year 2017 {Detailed Information + Facts about Gregorian Calendar }
  20. Happy New Year Posts

Originally posted 2016-10-10 06:00:00.

Updated: October 10, 2018 — 4:49 pm

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

PoemPro.Com © 2016