William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''What thing, in honor, had my father lost,
    That need to be revived and breathed in me?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British playwright, poet. Henry IV, Part II.
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  • ''Poor and content is rich, and rich enough,
    But riches fineless is as poor as winter
    To him that ever fears he shall be poor.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Iago, in Othello, act 3, sc. 3, l. 172-4. "Fineless" means unlimited.
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  • ''At first the infant,
    Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Jaques, in As You Like It, act 2, sc. 7, l. 143-4. The first of the "seven ages" of man, that of the infant crying and being sick.
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  • ''How quickly nature falls into revolt
    When gold becomes her object!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 4, sc. 5, l. 65-6. "Nature" means human nature, or natural affection; mistakenly thinking Prince Hal is greedy for power.
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  • ''We few, we happy few, we band of brothers.
    For he today that sheds his blood with me
    Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
    This day shall gentle his condition.
    And gentlemen in England now abed
    Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
    And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
    That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in King Henry V, act 4, sc. 3, l. 60-7 (1600). Henry's speech before the battle of Agincourt.
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  • ''Out, damned spot; out I say.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lady Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 5, sc. 1, l. 33 (1623). Lady Macbeth, sleepwalking, sees the murdered Duncan's blood on her hands.
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  • ''I have full cause of weeping, but this heart
    Shall break into a hundred thousand flaws
    Or ere I'll weep.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lear, in King Lear, act 2, sc. 2, l. 457-9 (1623).
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  • ''And Pity, like a naked newborn babe
    Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, horsed
    Upon the sightless couriers of the air,
    Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye,
    That tears shall drown the wind. I have no spur
    To prick the sides of my intent, but only
    Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself
    And falls on th' other—''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Macbeth (I, vii). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
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  • ''I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Malvolio, in Twelfth Night, act 5, sc. 1, l. 378. His famous exit line, after being duped and treated as mad.
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  • ''In the reproof of chance
    Lies the true proof of men.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Nestor, in Troilus and Cressida, act 1, sc. 3, l. 33-4. The true test of men, says Nestor, lies in the way they cope with chance.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii)

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting-
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,-
Then come kiss me, Sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.

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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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