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
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;
I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.(IAGO,ActI,SceneI)
And where two raging fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury.
The jury passing on the prisoner's life may in the sworn twelve have a thief or two guiltier than him they try.
So they loved as love in twain Had the essence but in one; Two distinct, divisions none...
So we grew together like to a double cherry, seeming parted, but yet an union in partition, two lovely berries molded on one stem.
Women speak two languages - one of which is verbal.
Two women placed together makes cold weather.
Grief hath two tongues; and never woman yet Could rule them both without ten women's wit.
Marry, sir, they praise me and make an ass of me. Now my foes tell me plainly I am an ass; so that by my foes, sir, I profit in the knowledge of myself, any by my friends I am abused; so that, conclusions to be as kisses, if your four negatives make your two affirmatives, why then, the worse for my friends, and the better for my foes.
There's not a shirt and a half in all my company, and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves.
The bitter clamor of two eager tongues.
My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears, Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores Of will and judgment.