William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet, and the "Bard of Avon". His extant works, including collaborations, consist of approximately 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth23 April 1564
He that dies this year is quit for the next.
A virtuous and a Christianlike conclusion-- To pray for them that have done scathe to us.
The Hebrew will turn Christian; he grows kind.
Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's.
Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live regist'red upon our brazen tombs And then grace us in the disgrace of death; When, spite of cormorant devouring Time, Th' endeavor of this present breath may buy That honor which shall bate his scythe's keen edge And make us heirs of all eternity.
So shaken as we are, so wan with care, Find we a time for frighted peace to pant And breathe short-winded accents of new broils To be commenced in stronds afar remote.
Gently to hear, kindly to judge.
A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere.
Bad is the trade that must play fool to sorrow, Ang'ring itself and others.
For the success, Although particular, shall give a scantling Of good or bad unto the general; And in such indexes, although small pricks To their subsequent volumes, there is seen The baby figure of the giant mass Of things to come at large.
O, let my books be then the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, Who plead for love, and look for recompense, More than that tongue that more hath more expressed.
A book? O, rare one, Be not, as is our fangled world, a garment Nobler than that it covers.
Beauty lives with kindness.
But fish not with this melancholy bait For this fool gudgeon, this opinion.