William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Hamlet. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring?
    Ophelia. 'Tis brief, my lord.
    Hamlet. As woman's love.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet and Ophelia, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 2, l. 152-4. After the three-line prologue to the play within the play; "posy of a ring" means short motto engraved in a ring.
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  • ''Rest, rest, perturbed spirit!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 5, l. 182. To his father's ghost, who has spoken from under the stage.
  • ''How has he the leisure to be sick
    In such a jostling time?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hotspur, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 4, sc. 1, l. 17-8. Referring to his father, who was to have brought an army to support Hotspur's rebellion against the king; "jostling time" means time of strife.
  • ''The sense of death is most in apprehension,
    And the poor beetle that we tread upon
    In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
    As when a giant dies.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Isabella, in Measure for Measure, act 3, sc. 1, l. 77-80. Trying to reconcile Claudio, her brother, to the idea that he must die; "apprehension" means anticipation.
  • ''Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! And to see how
    many of my old acquaintance are dead!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Justice Shallow, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 3, sc. 2, l. 33-4. Old justices Shallow and Silence recall their wild youth.
  • ''What infinite heart's ease
    Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy!
    And what have kings, that privates have not too,
    Save ceremony, save general ceremony?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry V, act 4, sc. 1, l. 236-9. On the burdens of responsibility; "ceremony" suggests deference as well as the pomp and display of majesty.
  • ''I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty
    To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
    I, that am curtailed of this fair proportion,
    Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature,
    Deformed, unfinished, sent before my time
    Into this breathing world scarce half made up,
    And that so lamely and unfashionable
    That dogs bark at me as I halt by them—
    Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
    Have no delight to pass away the time,
    Unless to see my shadow in the sun
    And descant on mine own deformity.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Richard III (I, i). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
  • ''Lear. Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar?
    Gloucester. Ay, sir.
    Lear. And the creature run from the cur? There thou mightst behold the great image of authority: a dog's obeyed in office.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lear and Gloucester, in King Lear, act 4, sc. 6, l. 154-9.
  • ''But since all is well, keep it so, wake not a sleeping wolf.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lord Chief Justice, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 1, sc. 2, l. 153-4. Advising Falstaff not to get into trouble with the law.
  • ''The labor we delight in physics pain.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 2, sc. 3, l. 50. "Physics pain" means relieves pain, or the trouble we have taken.

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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 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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