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 despised my arrival on this earth and I despise my departure; it is a tragedy.
Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth.
Nay, had I pow'r, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth.
A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee.
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, From earth to heaven.
This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory.
Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Men at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Alas, the frailty is to blame, not we For such as we are made of, such we be
Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight, Past reason hunted, and no sooner had Past reason hated
Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.
And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.
Oh, I am fortune's fool!