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
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, For I never saw true beauty till this night
Till I have no wife I have nothing.
The world must be peopled. When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tearsMoist it again, and frame some feeling lineThat may discover such integrity.
Thoughts are but dreams till their effects be tried.
Thought are but dreams till their effects are tried.
There was never virgin got till virginity was first lost
An enterprise, when fairly once begun, should not be left till all that ought is won.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself Till by broad spreading it disperse to naught
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow
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