William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''Ten masts make not the altitude
    Which thou hast perpendicularly fell.
    Thy life's a miracle.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Edgar, in King Lear, act 4, sc. 6, l. 55. To his father, who thinks he has jumped off a cliff.
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  • ''A goodly portly man, i'faith, and a corpulent, of a cheerful
    look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Falstaff, in Henry IV, Part 1, act 2, sc. 4, l. 422-4. Under cover of playing King Henry IV, he describes himself in flattering terms; "portly" means stately; "carriage" means bearing.
  • ''His bold head
    'Bove the contentious waves he kept, and oared
    Himself with his good arms in lusty stroke
    To the shore.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Francisco, in The Tempest, act 2, sc. 1, l. 118-21. Describing Ferdinand swimming from the shipwreck.
  • ''Well, while I live I'll fear no other thing
    So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Gratiano, in The Merchant of Venice, act 5, sc. 1, l. 306-7. Pleased to find Nerissa has the ring he thought he had given away, Gratiano exploits a sexual play on the word.
  • ''A man that Fortune's buffets and rewards
    Hath ta'en with equal thanks.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hamlet, in Hamlet, act 3, sc. 2, l. 67-8. Describing his friend Horatio.
  • ''I am not prone to weeping, as our sex
    Commonly are, the want of which vain dew
    Perchance shall dry your pities; but I have
    That honorable grief lodged here which burns
    Worse than tears drown.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Hermione, in The Winter's Tale, act 2, sc. 1, l. 108-12. On being accused of adultery and sent to prison.
  • ''Virtue? a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Iago, in Othello, act 1, sc. 3, l. 319-21. "A fig!" Implies the scornful gesture of thrusting the thumb between the fist and second fingers.
  • ''That England, that was wont to conquer others,
    Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. John of Gaunt, in Richard II, act 2, sc. 1, l. 65-6. Criticizing Richard's corrupt mode of governing.
  • ''He hath a tear for pity, and a hand
    Open as day for melting charity.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. King Henry, in Henry IV, Part 2, act 4, sc. 4, l. 31-2. Praising Prince Hal.
  • ''This day is called the Feast of Crispian.
    He that outlives this day and comes safe home
    Will stand a-tiptoe when this day is nam'd
    And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
    He that shall live this day, and see old age,
    Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours
    And say, "Tomorrow is Saint Crispian."''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. King Henry V (IV, iii). FaPoR. The Unabridged William Shakespeare, William George Clark and William Aldis Wright, eds. (1989) Running Press.

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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 Ci

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?
Both truth and beauty on my love depends;
So dost thou too, and therein dignified.
Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say
'Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix'd;
Beauty no pencil, beauty's truth to lay;
But best is best, if never intermix'd?'
Because he needs no praise, wilt thou be dumb?

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