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.
  • ''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").
  • ''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.
  • ''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."
  • ''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.
  • ''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.
  • ''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.
  • ''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.
  • ''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

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 Cviii

What's in the brain that ink may character
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what new to register,
That may express my love or thy dear merit?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must, each day say o'er the very same,
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name.
So that eternal love in love's fresh case

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