William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon's tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows, I am rough and lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardizing.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Edmund, in King Lear, act 1, sc. 2, l. 128-33. The constellations Draco ("Dragon's tail") and Ursa Major, or Great Bear, were supposed to have a malignant influence.
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  • ''Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 3, sc. 2, l. 303-4. Falstaff speaking truth for once.
  • ''Love moderately: long love doth so.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Friar Lawrence, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 6, l. 14. Giving the hasty Romeo advice.
  • ''An old man, broken with the storms of state,
    Is come to lay his weary bones among ye:
    Give him a little earth for charity.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Griffith, reporting Wolsey's words, in Henry VIII, act 4, sc. 2, l. 21-3. Wolsey's greeting to the Abbot of Leicester.
  • ''This most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave
    o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with
    golden fire, why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 299-301. Hamlet may be telling his old schoolfellows, whom he now knows were sent for to spy on him, what he wants them to think.
  • ''O thou monster ignorance, how deformed dost thou look!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Holofernes, in Love's Labor's Lost, act 4, sc. 2, l. 23. On Dull's inability to understand Latin.
  • '''Tis here, but yet confused.
    Knavery's plain face is never seen till used.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Iago, in Othello, act 2, sc. 1, l. 311-2. Scheming against Othello.
  • ''I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins,
    That almost freezes up the heat of life.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Juliet, in Romeo and Juliet, act 4, sc. 3, l. 15-6. She is afraid to drink the opiate Friar Lawrence has given her.
  • ''All things are ready if our minds be so.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 3, l. 71. On being prepared to fight the French.
  • ''If she must teem,
    Create her child of spleen, that it may live
    And be a thwart disnatured torment to her!
    Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth,
    With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks,
    Turn all her mother's pains and benefits
    To laughter and contempt, that she may feel
    How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
    To have a thankless child!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Lear (I, iv). OHFP. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.

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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

All The World's A Stage

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in ...

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Sonnet Ci

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?

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