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
Hamlet: Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Ophelia: 'Tis brief, my lord. Hamlet: As woman's love.
Murder most foul, as in the best it it; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.
You Jig, you amble, and you lisp.
Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee.
The time is out of joint : O cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right!
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?
You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.
He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless libertine, Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads And recks not his own read.
The native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; and enterprises of great pitch and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, and lose the name of action.
It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.