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 drink to the general joy of the whole table
I am not that feather to shake offMy friend when he must need me.
I am not a slut, though I thank the Gods I am foul.
I am not in the giving vein to-day.
I am not worthy of the wealth I owe, nor dare I say 'tis mine, and yet it is; but, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal what law does vouch mine own.
I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation
How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!
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!