William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''I never did like molestation view
    On the enchafèd flood.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 2nd Gentleman, in Othello, act 2, sc. 1, l. 16-17. "Like molestation" means disturbance like this; he is looking out to sea ("flood") for the ship bringing Othello.
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  • ''I'll view the manners of the town,
    Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings,
    And then return and sleep within mine inn,
    For with long travel I am stiff and weary.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antipholus of Syracuse, in The Comedy of Errors, act 1, sc. 2, l. 12-5. On arriving in Ephesus.
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  • ''Though we lay these honors on this man
    To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
    He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
    To groan and sweat under the business,
    Either led or driven as we point the way.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antony, in Julius Caesar, act 4, sc. 1, l. 19-23. Speaking of Lepidus; Octavius and Antony plan to make him responsible for what they may be accused of ("slanderous loads").
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  • ''Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Beatrice, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 2, sc. 1, l. 29-31. "Lie in the woolen" means between rough blankets, without sheets.
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  • ''Eat no onions nor garlic, for we are to utter sweet breath.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Bottom, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 4, sc. 2, l. 42-3. Advising the actors who are to perform "Pyramus and Thisbe."
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  • ''The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth
    The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover,
    Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank.
    Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems
    But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs,
    Losing both beauty and utility.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Burgundy, in Henry V, act 5, sc. 2, l. 48-53. Describing France as overgrown with weeds instead of flowers, as a result of war.
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  • ''This was an ill beginning of the night.
    Never come such division 'tween our souls!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cassius, in Julius Caesar, act 4, sc. 3, l. 234-5. To Brutus, after their quarrel.
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  • ''How still the evening is,
    As hushed on purpose to grace harmony!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Claudio, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 2, sc. 3, l. 38-9.
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  • ''If you had but looked big and spit at him, he'd have run.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Clown, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 3, l. 105-6. To Autolycus, who claims to have been assaulted by a rogue.
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  • ''God save the foundation!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Dogberry, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 5, sc. 1, l. 318. On being given money by Leonato, Dogberry responds as if he had been given alms at some religious house or foundation.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or ...

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Sonnet Lxvi

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As, to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,

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