Shakespeare's Works- Chronology

Updated: Apr 22


1589 - 1590 -----> Henry VI Part I


1590 - 1591 -----> Henry VI Part 2


1590 - 1591 -----> Henry VI Part 3


1590 - 1593 -----> Sir Thomas More


1592 - 1593 -----> Richard III


1592 - 1593 -----> The Comedy of Errors


1592 - 1593 -----> Venus and Adonis


1593 - 1594 -----> Titus Andronicus


1593 - 1594 -----> The Rape of Lucrece


1593 - 1594 -----> The Taming of the Shrew


1593 - 1595 -----> Sonnets


1594 -----> The Two Gentlemen of Verona


1594 - 1595 -----> Love's Labor's Lost


1594 - 1595 -----> Romeo and Juliet


1594 - 1595 -----> King John


1595 -----> Richard II


1595 - 1596 -----> A Midsummer Night's Dream


1596 - 1597 -----> The Merchant of Venice


1596 - 1597 -----> Henry IV Part 1


1597 -----> The Merry Wives of Windsor


1598 -----> Henry IV Part 2


1598 - 1599 -----> Much Ado About Nothing


1599 -----> Henry V


1599 -----> Julius Caesar


1599 -----> As You Like It


1600 - 1601 -----> Hamlet


1601 -----> The Phoenix and the Turtle


1601 -----> Twelfth Night


1601 - 1602 -----> Troilus and Cressida


1602 - 1603 -----> All's Well That Ends Well


1604 -----> Measure for Measure


1604 -----> Othello


1605 -----> King Lear


1606 -----> Macbeth


1607 - 1608 -----> Coriolanus


1607 - 1608 -----> Timon of Athens


1607 - 1608 -----> Pericles


1609 - 1610 -----> Cymbeline


1610 - 1611 -----> The Winter's Tale


1611 -----> The Tempest


1612 -----> Henry VIII


1612 - 1613 -----> Cardenio


1613 -----> The Two Noble Kinsmen

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