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
Fortune is painted blind, with a muffler afore her eyes, to signify to you that Fortune is blind.
The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. Pity is the virtue of the law, and none but tyrants use it cruelly.
Thine eyes I love, and they as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black, and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods, Nettled and stung with pismires[nettles], when I hear Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
What my tongue dares not that my heart shall say
There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distill it out.
When I waked, I cried to dream again
We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!
Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives.
Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.
O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From the world-wearied flesh
Frailty, thy name is woman!