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
There's such divinity doth hedge a king. That treason doth but peep to what it would.
Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian- Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong- Would here have kill'd your king, I do forgive thee, Unnatural though thou art.
Let us our lives, our souls, Our debts, our careful wives, Our children, and our sins, lay on the King!
Give it an understanding, but no tongue.
I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace.
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh.
Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.
Methinks sometimes I have no more wit than a Christian.
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light
Come give us a taste of your quality.
Be as thou wast wont to be. See as thou wast wont to see.
In the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold