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
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good dead in a naughty world.
How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world
How far that little candle throws his beams!
How excellent it is to have a giant's strength, but it is tyrannous to use like a giant.
How many ages henceShall this our lofty scene be acted overIn states unborn and accents yet unknown!
How quickly nature falls into revoltWhen gold becomes her object!
How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes deeds ill done!
How use doth breed a habit in man!
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank.Here will we sit, and let the sounds of musicCreep in our ears; soft stillness, and the nightBecome the touches of sweet harmony.
How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face
How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!
I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woolen
I could a tale unfold whose lightest wordWould harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood,Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres.
I kissed thee ere I killed thee -- no way but this,Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.