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
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
You are yoked with a lamb, That carries anger as the flint bears fire; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spank, And straight is cold again.
Love's fire heats water, water cools not love.
Do not give dalliance too much rein; the strongest oaths are straw to the fire in the blood.
The glowworm shows the matin to be near And gins to pale his uneffectual fire.
It is a heretic that makes the fire, Not she which burns in it.
Fire that's closest kept burns most of all.
My love is thaw'd; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was
Love is a spirit all compact of fire.
Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire. Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow Of bragging horror. So shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviors from the great, Grow great by your example and put on The dauntless spirit of resolution.
Be advised; Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself: we may outrun, By violent swiftness, that which we run at, And lose by over-running. Know you not, The fire that mounts the liquor til run o'er, In seeming to augment it wastes it?
If there be devils, would I were a devil, To live and burn in everlasting fire, So I might have your company in hell, But to torment you with my bitter tongue!
Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire, Begin it with weak straws.