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
My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.
And oftentimes excusing of a fault Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse, As patches set upon a little breach, Discredit more in hiding of the fault Than did the fault before it was so patch'd.
Wine loved I deeply, dice dearly.
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.
I...Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.
Make passionate my sense of hearing.
Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears Moist it again, and frame some feeling line That may discover such integrity.
Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!
O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse.
Make not your thoughts your prisons.
Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust them.
Let us our lives, our souls, Our debts, our careful wives, Our children, and our sins, lay on the King!
There's such divinity doth hedge a king. That treason doth but peep to what it would.