William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Your brother and his lover have embraced.
    As those that feed grow full, as blossoming time
    That from the seedness the bare fallow brings
    To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb
    Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lucio, in Measure for Measure, act 1, sc. 4, l. 40-4. Telling Isabella that Juliet is heavily pregnant by her brother; the images of ploughing, sowing seeds, and coming to abundance ("foison") reflect Lucio's coarseness.
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  • ''Did you say all? O hell-kite! All?
    What, all my pretty chickens and their dam
    At one fell swoop?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Macduff, in Macbeth, act 4, sc. 3, l. 217-9. On learning that his wife and children have been murdered by Macbeth.
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  • ''I cannot tell what the dickens his name is.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Mrs. Page, in The Merry Wives of Windsor, act 3, sc. 2, l. 19-20. "Dickens" is a euphemism for the devil; she speaks of Robin, Falstaff's page.
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  • ''But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Orlando, in As You Like It, act 5, sc. 2, l. 41-2 (1623).
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  • ''Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see;
    She has deceived her father, and may thee.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 1, sc. 3, l. 292-3. Brabantio's last words to Othello about his daughter Desdemona.
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  • ''Polonius. What do you think of me?
    Claudius. As of a man faithful and honorable.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Polonius and Claudius, in Hamlet, act 2, sc. 2, l. 129-30. Appealing to Claudius for confirmation of his integrity.
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  • ''I am now of all humors that have showed themselves humors
    since the old days of goodman Adam to the pupil age of this
    present twelve o'clock at midnight.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince Hal, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 2, sc. 4, l. 92-5. Feeling ready for anything.
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  • ''Would I had never trod this English earth!
    Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it;
    Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your hearts.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Queen Katherine, in Henry VIII, act 3, sc. 1, l. 145-7.
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  • ''O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Romeo, in Romeo and Juliet, act 1, sc. 5, l. 44. On first seeing Juliet.
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  • ''He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million, laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies; and what's his reason? I am a Jew.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Shylock, in The Merchant of Venice, act 3, sc. 1, l. 54-8. On the Christian merchant, Antonio.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

Fear No More

Fear no more the heat o' the sun;
Nor the furious winter's rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney sweepers come to dust.

Fear no more the frown of the great,
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke:
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dread thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy ...

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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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