William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

William Shakespeare Quotes

  • ''If thou dost slander her and torture me,
    Never pray more; abandon all remorse;
    On horror's head horrors accumulate;
    Do deeds to make heaven weep, all earth amazed;
    For nothing canst thou to damnation add
    Greater than that.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Othello, in Othello, act 3, sc. 3, l. 368-73. An ironic threat against Iago, since he does indeed slander Desdemona.
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  • ''I was not much afeard; for once or twice
    I was about to speak, and tell him plainly,
    The selfsame sun that shines upon his court
    Hides not his visage from our cottage, but
    Looks on alike.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Perdita, in The Winter's Tale, act 4, sc. 4, l. 442-6. As Polixenes separates her from Florizel, his son and heir to the throne.
  • ''The quality of mercy is not strained,
    It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
    Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
    It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Portia, in The Merchant of Venice, act 4, sc. 1, l. 184-7. Inviting Shylock to be merciful; "strained" means forced or constrained.
  • ''"Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath."
    Must give—for what? for lead, hazard for lead?
    This casket threatens. Men that hazard all
    Do it in hope of fair advantages;
    A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Prince of Morocco, in The Merchant of Venice, act 2, sc. 7, l. 16-20. Reading the message he finds on the leaden casket.
  • ''Now is the winter of our discontent
    Made glorious by this son of York;
    And all the clouds that loured upon our house
    In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Richard, in Richard III, act 1, sc. 1, l. 1-4 (1597). The play opens with Richard's soliloquy about his brother, now installed on the throne as Edward IV.
  • ''I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Rosalind, in As You Like It, act 3, sc. 2, l. 174-5. Alluding to the proverb "a wonder lasts but nine days."
  • ''O, had I but followed the arts!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Sir Andrew Aguecheek, in Twelfth Night, act 1, sc. 3. Bemoaning the time he spent in "fencing, dancing, and bear-baiting."
  • ''The common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue!''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Thersites, in Troilus and Cressida, act 2, sc. 3, l. 27-9. Cursing Patroclus.
  • ''We that are true lovers run into strange capers.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Touchstone, in As You Like It, act 2, sc. 4, l. 50-1 (1623).
  • ''When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
    I all alone beweep my outcast state,
    And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
    And look upon myself, and curse my fate,
    Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
    Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
    Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
    With what I most enjoy contented least;
    Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
    Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
    Like to the lark at break of day arising
    From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
    For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
    That then I scorn to change my state with kings.''
    William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British poet. When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes (l. 1-14). . . 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 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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