William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''God is our fortress.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Talbot, in Henry VI, Part 1, act 2, sc. 1, l. 26. Claiming God's protection as he attacks the French at Orleans.
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  • ''The seasons alter; hoary-headed frosts
    Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose,
    And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown
    An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds
    Is, as in mockery, set.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. "Hiems" is the personification of winter, hoary and old. Titania, in A Midsummer Night's Dream, act 2, sc. 1, l. 107-11.
  • ''She never told her love,
    But let concealment, like a worm i'th'bud,
    Feed on her damask cheek.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Viola, in Twelfth Night, act 2, sc. 4, l. 110-12 (1623). Viola, disguised as Cesario, voices her love to Orsino, by pretending she is describing her sister's love.
  • ''Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out
    Upon the brook that brawls along this wood.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. 1st Lord, in As You Like It, act 2, sc. 1, l. 31-2.
  • ''I swear again, I would not be a queen
    For all the world.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Anne Bullen, in Henry VIII, act 2, sc. 3, l. 45-6. Ironic in view of what happened to her; she became queen, and was later beheaded.
  • ''Here was a Caesar! When comes such another?''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Antony, in Julius Caesar, act 3, sc. 2, l. 252. The name "Caesar" already begins to take on the meaning of "ruler" or "monarch."
  • ''Beatrice. Let me go with that I came, which is, with knowing what hath passed between you and Claudio.
    Benedick. Only foul words; and thereupon I will kiss thee.
    Beatrice. Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Beatrice and Benedick, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 5, sc. 2, l. 47-54. Benedick reports he has not fought with Claudio, and Beatrice plays on the idea of the proverb, "words are but wind."
  • ''When rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what price they will.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Borachio, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 3, sc. 3, l. 113-5. Reporting he has been well paid by Don John to prevent the marriage of Claudio and Hero.
  • ''Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels,
    Be sure you be not loose; for those you make friends
    And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
    The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
    Like water from ye, never found again
    But where they mean to sink ye.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Buckingham, in Henry VIII, act 2, sc. 1, l. 126-31. "Lose" = unrestrained; "rub" = check (from the game of bowls).
  • ''I have this while with leaden thoughts been pressed.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Cassio, in Othello, act 3, sc. 4, l. 177. "Pressed" means oppressed.

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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 Li

Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion shall I know:
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;

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