William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Hear my soul speak:
    The very instant that I saw you, did
    My heart fly to your service, there resides
    To make me slave to it.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Ferdinand, in The Tempest, act 3, sc. 1, l. 63-6. His love makes him a willing "servant" to Miranda.
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  • ''The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
    And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Ghost, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 5, l. 89-90. Signaling the end of the interview between Hamlet and the ghost of his father as day approaches.
  • ''Hamlet. To what base uses we may return, Horatio! Why may
    not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander, till a
    find it stopping a bung-hole?
    Horatio. 'Twere to consider too curiously to consider so.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet and Horatio, in Hamlet, act 5, sc. 1, l. 202-6. Horatio pinpoints Hamlet's self-indulgence in contemplating death so minutely ("curiously").
  • ''O that this too too solid flesh would melt,
    Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
    Or that the Everlasting had not fixed
    His canon 'gainst self-slaughter!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 2, l. 129-32. "Canon" means the sixth commandment, "Thou shalt not kill"; "solid" puns on "sullied," contaminated.
  • ''A plague upon it!
    I have forgot the map.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hotspur, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 3, sc. 1, l. 5-6. The map on which the rebels were to mark out their shares of the kingdom.
  • ''O, it is excellent
    To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous
    To use it like a giant.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Isabella, in Measure for Measure, act 2, sc. 2, l. 107-9. Pleading with Angelo for her brother's life.
  • ''We will eat a last year's pippin of mine own grafting, with a
    dish of caraways, and so forth.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Justice Shallow, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 5, sc. 3, l. 2-3. Apples were often eaten with caraway seeds.
  • ''This day is called the Feast of Crispian.
    He that outlives this day and comes safe home
    Will stand a-tiptoe when this day is named
    And rouse him at the name of Crispian.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 3, l. 40-3. October 25 was the feast of St. Crispian, a legendary Roman martyr and patron saint of shoemakers; "safe home" means to England.
  • ''The great King of kings
    Hath in the table of his law commanded
    That thou shalt do no murder. Will you then
    Spurn at his edict, and fulfill a man's?
    Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hand
    To hurl upon their heads that break his law.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Richard III (I, iv). In the ten commandments, Exodus 20: 13; "table" means tablet or list. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''Lear. Dost thou call me fool, boy?
    Fool. All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast born with.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lear and Fool, in King Lear, act 1, sc. 4, l. 148-50. On King Lear, who has given away his kingdom to his daughters.

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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 Li

Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion shall I know:
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;

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