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 shall fallLike a bright exhalation in the evening,And no man see me more.
Cry 'Havoc', and let slip the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial
And whatsoever else shall hap tonight, Give it an understanding, but no tongue
Why then the worlds mine oyster, Which I with sword shall open.
Who knows himself a braggart,Let him fear this, for it will come to passthat every braggart shall be found an ass.
We are gentlemen that neither in our hearts nor outward eyes envy the great nor shall the low despise.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Shall we play the wantons with our woes,And make some pretty match with shedding tears?
Shall not be long but I'll be here again:Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upwardTo what they were before.
His jest shall savour but a shallow wit, when thousands more weep than did laugh it.
No longer mourn for me when I am deadThan you shall hear the surly sullen bellGive warning to the world that I am fledFrom this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell.
It shall be called Bottom's Dream, because it hath no bottom.
Tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow; But no man's virtue nor sufficiency To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself
Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides, Who covert faults at last with shame derides