William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

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  • ''O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry players as
    ever I see!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hostess, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 2, sc. 4, l. 395-6. On Falstaff's extempore portrayal of King Henry IV; "harlotry" means rascal.
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  • ''Thou wrong'st a gentleman, who is as far
    From thy report as thou from honor, and
    Solicits here a lady that disdains
    Thee and the devil alike.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Imogen, in Cymbeline, act 1, sc. 6, l. 145-8. Rejecting Jachimo's account of Posthumus's unfaithfulness.
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  • ''That we shall die, we know; 'tis but the time,
    And drawing days out, that men stand upon.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Julius Caesar (III, i). NAWM-1. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
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  • ''O, let us yet be merciful.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 2, sc. 2, l. 47. On pardoning a prisoner against the advice of others.
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  • ''How sour sweet music is,
    When time is broke and no proportion kept!
    So is it in the music of men's lives,
    And here have I the daintiness of ear
    To check time broke in a disordered string;
    But for the concord of my state and time
    Had not an ear to hear my true time broke.
    I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;
    For now hath Time made me his numbering clock.
    My thoughts are minutes, and with sighs they jar
    Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
    Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,
    Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
    Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
    Are clamorous groans which strike upon my heart,
    Which is the bell.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Richard II (V, v). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
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  • ''I am famished in his service; you may tell every finger I have with my ribs.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Launcelot Gobbo, in The Merchant of Venice, act 2, sc. 2, l. 106-7. Launcelot is servant to Shylock; "tell" means count.
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  • ''It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Let me not to the marriage of true minds (l. 7-12). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
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  • ''Let this pernicious hour
    Stand aye accursèd in the calendar!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 4, sc. 1, l. 133-4. "Aye" means for ever.
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  • ''The nature of bad news infects the teller.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Messenger, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 1, sc. 2, l. 95.
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  • ''You are retired
    As if you were a feasted one and not
    The hostess of the meeting.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Old Shepherd, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 62-4. Perdita is behaving as a guest rather than as the hostess.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

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Sonnet Lxxvii

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look, what thy memory can not contain

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