William Shakespeare Quotes
''Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince Hal, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 5, sc. 4, l. 99. Bidding farewell to the dead Hotspur.
''And the country proverb known,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Puck, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 3, sc. 2, l. 458-63. All these phrases are proverbial; Puck is squeezing magic juice on the eyelids of the sleeping lovers to restore peace and reconciliation.
That every man should take his own,
In your waking shall be shown.
Jack shall have Jill,
Naught shall go ill:
The man shall have his mare again, and all shall be well.''
''Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say "death";William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 3, sc. 3, l. 12-4. On hearing from Friar Lawrence that he is banished from Verona, and hence from Juliet.
For exile hath more terror in his look,
Much more than death. Do not say "banishment!"''
''What great ones do, the less will prattle of.''William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Sea Captain, in Twelfth Night, act 1, sc. 2, l. 33. "Less" means social inferiors.
''For we which now behold these present daysWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Sonnet 106.
Have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.''
''They that have power to hurt and will do none,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. They that have power to hurt and will do none (l. 1-14). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow
They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.
The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die;
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.''
''Perseverance, dear my lord,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Ulysses, in Troilus and Cressida, act 3, sc. 3, l. 150-3. "Rusty mail" = rusty suit of armor; addressing Achilles, who has refused to fight for the Greeks.
Keeps honor bright; to have done is to hang
Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail,
In monumental mockery.''
''Like to the time o' th' year between the extremesWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Alexas, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 1, sc. 5, l. 51-2. Reporting Antony's mood when he sent a message to Cleopatra.
Of hot and cold, he was nor sad nor merry.''
''Fall not a tear, I say, one of them ratesWilliam Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antony, in Antony and Cleopatra, act 3, sc. 11, l. 69-70. Spoken to the penitent Cleopatra after the Battle of Actium; "Fall" means let fall.
All that is won and lost.''
''This guest of summer,William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Banquo, in Macbeth, act 1, sc. 6, l. 3-6. "Martlet" means house-martin, that migrates in winter, and builds nests under the eaves of houses.
The temple-haunting martlet, does approve,
By his loved mansionry, that the heaven's breath
Smells wooingly here.''
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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 ...
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