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
My long sickness Of health and living now begins to mend, And nothing brings me all things.
O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her) Dashed all to pieces! O, the cry did knock Against my very heart! Poor souls, they perished!
Ships are but boards, sailors but men.
O shame, where is thy blush?
Two may keep counsel putting one away!
Some say that ever 'gainst the season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long: And then, they say, no spirit can walk abroad; The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor wi
You know That I do fawn on men, and hug them hard, And after scandal them.
No particular scandal one can touch but it confounds the breather.
The mightier man, the mightier is the thing That makes him honored or begets him hate; For greatest scandal waits on greatest state.
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
Abandon all remorse; On horror's head horrors accumulate.
I could be well content To entertain the lag-end of my life With quiet hours.
My desolation does begin to make A better life.
Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty: but who remembereth himself in joy? Is it not in mercy then that sorrow is allotted unto us?