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
And oft, my jealousy shapes faults that are not.
I had rather be a toad, and live upon the vapor of a dungeon than keep a corner in the thing I love for others uses.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!
The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
Good God, the souls of all my tribe defend From jealousy!
Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ.
For she had eyes and chose me.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, and he but naked, though locked up in steel, whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
The purest treasure mortal times afford, is spotless reputation; that away, men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
The rude sea grew civil at her song,And certain stars shot madly from their spheresTo hear the sea-maid's music.
The robb'd that smiles steals something from the thief: He robs himself that spends a bootless grief
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief