William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Love is too young to know what conscience is,
    Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
    Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
    Lest guilty of my faults, thy sweet self prove.
    For, thou betraying me, I do betray
    My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
    My soul doth tell my body that he may
    Triumph in love: flesh stays no farther reason,
    But rising at thy name doth point out thee
    As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
    He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
    To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.
    No want of conscience hold it that I call
    Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. Love is too young to know what conscience is (l. 1-14). . . The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.
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  • ''Away, and mock the time with fairest show;
    False face must hide what the false heart doth know.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macbeth, in Macbeth, act 1, sc. 7, l. 81-2. Recalling the proverb, "false face, foul heart."
  • ''They have been at a great feast of languages and stolen the scraps.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Moth, in Love's Labor's Lost, act 5, sc. 1, l. 36-7. Moth is looking at Armado, Holofernes, and Nathaniel, all lovers of wordiness.
  • ''I, of ladies most deject and wretched,
    That sucked the honey of his music vows,
    Now see that noble and most sovereign reason
    Like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Ophelia, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 1, l. 155-8. On Hamlet's supposed madness.
  • ''O curse of marriage,
    That we can call these delicate creatures ours
    And not their appetites!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 3, sc. 3, l. 268-70. Thinking of Desdemona.
  • ''Love and be friends, as two such men should be.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Poet, in Julius Caesar, act 4, sc. 3, l. 131. To the quarreling Brutus and Cassius.
  • ''Think not, Percy,
    To share with me in glory any more.
    Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince Hal, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 5, sc. 4, l. 65. The last line means two stars cannot share the same orbit.
  • ''I will despair, and be at enmity
    With cozening hope.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Queen, in Richard II, act 2, sc. 2, l. 68-9. On learning that Henry Bolingbroke makes war against Richard; "cozening" means deceiving.
  • ''With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls,
    For stony limits cannot hold love out,
    And what love can do, that dares love attempt.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 66-8. He has climbed the walls into Capulet's garden in order to watch beneath Juliet's window.
  • ''There have been many great men that have flattered the people who ne'er loved them.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Second Officer, in Coriolanus, act 2, sc. 2.

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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 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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