William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
    Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
    Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
    Will hum about mine ears; and sometime voices,
    That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
    Will make me sleep again.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Caliban, in The Tempest, act 3, sc. 2, l. 135-40. To Stephano and Trinculo, who are scared by Ariel's music.
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  • ''Love no man in good earnest, nor no further in sport
    neither, than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst in
    honor come off again.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Celia, in As You Like It, act 1, sc. 2, l. 27-9. Advice to Rosalind on avoiding commitment in love.
  • ''Cleopatra. Think you there was or might be such a man
    As this I dreamt of?
    Dolabella. Gentle madam, no.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cleopatra and Dolabella, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 5, sc. 2, l. 93-4. Dolabella punctures Cleopatra's fantasy of Antony as superman.
  • ''Be checked for silence,
    But never taxed for speech.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Countess of Rossillion, in All's Well That Ends Well, act 1, sc. 1, l. 67-8. A mother's advice to her son on how to behave at court. Do not mind being rebuked for saying nothing, but never be charged with saying too much.
  • ''Douglas. Now remains a sweet reversion—
    We may boldly spend, upon the hope
    Of what is to come in.
    A comfort of retirement lives in this.
    Hotspur. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Douglas and Hotspur, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 4, sc. 1, l. 53-7. Thinking of Northumberland and his army, not with them now, as a reserve for the future; taken in their modern sense, the lines suggest an investment plan; "reversion" means inheritance.
  • ''I will praise any man that will praise me.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Enobarbus, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 2, sc. 6.
  • ''Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,
    And like enough thou know'st thy estimate:
    The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
    My bonds in thee are all determinate.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing (l. 1-4). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted color off.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Gertrude, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 2, l. 68. Referring to Hamlet's black mourning dress for his father's death.
  • ''No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize;
    Revenge should have no bounds.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Hamlet (IV, vii). NAWM-1. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''How strange or odd some'er I bear myself,
    As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
    To put an antic disposition on.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 5, l. 171-2. Announcing to Horatio and Marcellus his idea of pretending to be mad whenever it suits him ("shall think meet).

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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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