William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''In the morn and liquid dew of youth
    Contagious blastments are most imminent.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Laertes, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 3, l. 41-2. Warning his sister Ophelia against Hamlet's advances; "contagious blastments" means disease-bringing blights.
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  • ''Calumny will sear
    Virtue itself.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Leontes, in The Winter's Tale, act 2, sc. 1, l. 73-4. Varying the proverb, "envy shoots at the fairest mark."
  • ''I am in blood
    Stepped in so far, that should I wade no more,
    Returning were as tedious as go o'er.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 3, sc. 4, l. 135-7. Implying that he might as well continue to kill; "no more" means no further.
  • ''A plague o' both your houses.
    They have made worms' meat of me.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Mercutio, in Romeo and Juliet, act 3, sc. 1, l. 106-7 (1599). This is the third time Mercutio utters this oath within the space of fifteen lines, when he is struck under Romeo's arm when the latter intervened to pry apart the duelling Mercutio and Tybalt.
  • ''O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
    By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
    The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
    For that sweet odor which doth in it live.
    The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye
    As the perfumed tincture of the roses,
    Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly
    When summer's breath their masked buds discloses.
    But, for their virtue only is their show.
    They live unwooed and unrespected fade,
    Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;
    Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odors made.
    And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
    When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem (l. 1-14). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''O curse of marriage,
    That we can call these delicate creatures ours
    And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad,
    And live upon the vapour of a dungeon
    Than keep a corner in the thing I love
    For others' uses.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 3, sc. 3, l. 272-7 (1623).
  • ''See where she comes, apparelled like the spring.
    Graces her subjects, and her thoughts the king
    Of every virtue gives renown to men.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Pericles, in Pericles, act 1, sc. 1, l. 12-14. Admiring the approach of the daughter of Antiochus.
  • ''Let me give light, but let me not be light,
    For a light wife doth make a heavy husband.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Portia, in The Merchant of Venice, act 5, sc. 1, l. 129-130. Playing on the idea of "light" as wanton or unchaste.
  • ''The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
    The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
    Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
    And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
    Leave not a rack behind.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prospero, in The Tempest, act 4, sc. 1, l. 152-6. The "globe" may have made Shakespeare's audience think of the Globe Theater as well as the world.
  • ''Thou art a traitor.
    Off with his head!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Richard, in Richard III, act 3, sc. 4, l. 75-6. Accusing and sentencing Hastings at the same time.

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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 Lxvi

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,

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