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
I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of th' infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Good God, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy!
Watch tonight, pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you!
My wits begin to turn.
How strange or odd some'er I bear myself, As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on.
I have trod a measure, I have flattered a lady, I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy.
Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and bedtime?
Say, what abridgement have you for this evening? What masque, what music? How shall we beguile The lazy time if not with some delight?
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad.
Give me to drink mandragora.
Will Fortune never come with both hands full, But write her fair words still in foulest terms?
Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle; I am no traitor's uncle, and that word "grace" In an ungracious mouth is but profane.
I'll read enough When I do see the very book indeed Where all my sins are writ, and that's myself.
Therefore, to be possessed with double pomp,To guard a title that was rich before,To gild refined gold, to paint the lily,To throw a perfume on the violet,To smooth the ice, or add another hueUnto the rainbow, or with taper lightTo seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish,Is wasteful and ridiculous excess.