William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''When you do dance, I wish you
    A wave o'the sea, that you might ever do
    Nothing but that, move still, still so,
    And own no other function.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Florizel, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 140-3. Describing Perdita, with whom he is in love.
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  • ''The unruly waywardness that infirm and choleric years bring with them.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Goneril, in King Lear, act 1, sc. 1, l. 298-9.
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  • ''It is not, nor it cannot come to good.
    But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 1, sc. 2, l. 158-9. Expressing his grief and dismay at his mother's hasty marriage to his uncle after his father's death.
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  • ''Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye,
    Steal me awhile from mine own company.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Helena, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 3, sc. 2, l. 435-6. Thinking she is abandoned in the woods by night.
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  • ''In following him, I follow but myself.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Iago, in Othello, act 1, sc. 1, l. 58. Referring to Othello.
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  • ''The sixth age shifts
    Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
    With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side,
    His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
    For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
    Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
    And whistles in his sound.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Jaques, in As You Like It, act 2, sc. 7, l. 157-63. The sixth of the "seven ages" of man.
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  • ''So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
    Find we a time for frighted peace to pant.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 1, sc. 1, l. 1-2. Hoping for a breathing space and the end of civil war.
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  • ''In thy face I see
    The map of honor, truth, and loyalty.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry VI, Part 2, act 3, sc. 1, l. 202-3. On his uncle, the Duke of Gloucester, arrested for treason.
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  • ''For never yet one hour in his bed
    Did I enjoy the golden dew of sleep,
    But with his timorous dreams was still awaked.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lady, Anne in Richard III, act 4, sc. 1, l. 82-4. On the misery of being married to Richard III.
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  • ''Do you but mark how this becomes the house!
    "Dear daughter, I confess that I am old;
    Age is unnecessary. On my knees I beg
    That you'll vouchsafe me raiment, bed, and food."''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Lear, in King Lear, act 2, sc. 4, l. 153-6. Scorning the idea of begging his daughter's forgiveness; "becomes the house" means befits the decorum of the royal house.
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Best Poem of William Shakespeare

A Fairy Song

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.

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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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