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William Shakespeare
26 Dec, 08:00
“Love comforeth like sunshine after rain,
But Lust's effect is tempest after sun.
Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain
Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done.
Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies
Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.” - Venus and Adonis
But Lust's effect is tempest after sun.
Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain
Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done.
Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies
Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.” - Venus and Adonis
William Shakespeare
26 Dec, 00:00
“Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.” - Richard II
William Shakespeare
25 Dec, 16:00
“Sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
William Shakespeare
25 Dec, 08:00
“So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep. But they are creul tears. This sorrow's heavenly it strikes where it doth love.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
25 Dec, 00:00
“Words are easy, like the wind Faithful friends are hard to find.” - The Passionate Pilgrim
William Shakespeare
24 Dec, 16:00
“Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost thou not suspect my years? O that he were here to write me down an ass! But masters, remember that I am an ass. Though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass. No, thou villain, thou art full of piety, as shall be proved upon thee by good witness. I am a wise fellow, and which is more, an officer, and which is more, a householder, and which is more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any is in Messina, and one that knows the law, go to . . . and one that hath two gowns, and everything handsome about him. Bring him away. O that I had been writ down an ass!” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
24 Dec, 08:00
“If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!” - Othello
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!” - Othello
William Shakespeare
24 Dec, 00:00
“Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.” - Richard II
William Shakespeare
23 Dec, 16:00
“We that are true lovers run into strange capers.” - As You Like It
William Shakespeare
23 Dec, 08:00
“Kent.
Where's the king?
Gent.
Contending with the fretful elements
Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,
Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,
That things might change or cease tears his white hair,
Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,
Catch in their fury and make nothing of
Strives in his little world of man to outscorn
The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.
This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,
The lion and the belly-pinched wolf
Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
And bids what will take all.” - King Lear
Where's the king?
Gent.
Contending with the fretful elements
Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea,
Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main,
That things might change or cease tears his white hair,
Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage,
Catch in their fury and make nothing of
Strives in his little world of man to outscorn
The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain.
This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch,
The lion and the belly-pinched wolf
Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs,
And bids what will take all.” - King Lear
William Shakespeare
23 Dec, 00:00
“These late eclipses in the sun and moon portend
no good to us: though the wisdom of nature can
reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself
scourged by the sequent effects: love cools,
friendship falls off, brothers divide: in
cities, mutinies in countries, discord in
palaces, treason and the bond cracked 'twixt son
and father. This villain of mine comes under the
prediction there's son against father: the king
falls from bias of nature there's father against
child. We have seen the best of our time:
machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all
ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our
graves. Find out this villain, Edmund it shall
lose thee nothing do it carefully. And the
noble and true-hearted Kent banished! his
offence, honesty! 'Tis strange.” - King Lear
no good to us: though the wisdom of nature can
reason it thus and thus, yet nature finds itself
scourged by the sequent effects: love cools,
friendship falls off, brothers divide: in
cities, mutinies in countries, discord in
palaces, treason and the bond cracked 'twixt son
and father. This villain of mine comes under the
prediction there's son against father: the king
falls from bias of nature there's father against
child. We have seen the best of our time:
machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all
ruinous disorders, follow us disquietly to our
graves. Find out this villain, Edmund it shall
lose thee nothing do it carefully. And the
noble and true-hearted Kent banished! his
offence, honesty! 'Tis strange.” - King Lear
William Shakespeare
22 Dec, 08:00
“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
22 Dec, 00:00
“He is the half part of a blessed man,
Left to be finished by such as she
And she a fair divided excellence,
Whose fullness of perfection lies in him. ” - King John
Left to be finished by such as she
And she a fair divided excellence,
Whose fullness of perfection lies in him. ” - King John
William Shakespeare
21 Dec, 16:00
“I understand a fury in your words
But not your words.” - Othello
But not your words.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
21 Dec, 08:00
“Were such things here as we do speak about?
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?” - The Tragedy of Macbeth. by William Shakespear. to Which Are Added All the Original Songs.
Or have we eaten on the insane root
That takes the reason prisoner?” - The Tragedy of Macbeth. by William Shakespear. to Which Are Added All the Original Songs.
William Shakespeare
21 Dec, 00:00
“When down her weedy trophies and herself
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
(Ophelia)” - Hamlet
Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up:
Which time she chanted snatches of old tunes
As one incapable of her own distress,
Or like a creature native and indued
Unto that element: but long it could not be
Till that her garments, heavy with their drink,
Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay
To muddy death.
(Ophelia)” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
20 Dec, 16:00
“The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name such tricks hath strong imagination.”
William Shakespeare
20 Dec, 08:00
“What soilders whey-face?
The English for so please you.
Take thy face hence.” - Macbeth
The English for so please you.
Take thy face hence.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
20 Dec, 00:00
“How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over,
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!” - Julius Caesar
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over,
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!” - Julius Caesar
William Shakespeare
19 Dec, 16:00
“Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile
Filths savour but themselves...” - King Lear
Filths savour but themselves...” - King Lear
William Shakespeare
19 Dec, 08:00
“O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out, / Against the wrackful siege of battering days?” - Sonnets
William Shakespeare
07 Dec, 16:00
“This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
07 Dec, 08:00
“WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost
It yearns me not if men my garments wear
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.” - Henry V
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost
It yearns me not if men my garments wear
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian.'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispian's day.'
Old men forget yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.” - Henry V
William Shakespeare
07 Dec, 00:00
“But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,” - Titus Andronicus
William Shakespeare
06 Dec, 16:00
“But jealous souls will not be answered so.
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they’re jealous. It is a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.” - Othello
They are not ever jealous for the cause,
But jealous for they’re jealous. It is a monster
Begot upon itself, born on itself.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
06 Dec, 08:00
“O, that this too too solid flesh would melt
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable,
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:
So excellent a king that was, to this,
Hyperion to a satyr so loving to my mother
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
Must I remember? why, she would hang on him,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on: and yet, within a month--
Let me not think on't--Frailty, thy name is woman!--
A little month, or ere those shoes were old
With which she follow'd my poor father's body,
Like Niobe, all tears:--why she, even she--
O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,
Would have mourn'd longer--married with my uncle,
My father's brother, but no more like my father
Than I to Hercules: within a month:
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
She married. O, most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
It is not nor it cannot come to good:
But break, my heart for I must hold my tongue.” - Hamlet
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd
His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God!
How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable,
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two:
So excellent a king that was, to this,
Hyperion to a satyr so loving to my mother
That he might not beteem the winds of heaven
Visit her face too roughly. Heaven and earth!
Must I remember? why, she would hang on him,
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on: and yet, within a month--
Let me not think on't--Frailty, thy name is woman!--
A little month, or ere those shoes were old
With which she follow'd my poor father's body,
Like Niobe, all tears:--why she, even she--
O, God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason,
Would have mourn'd longer--married with my uncle,
My father's brother, but no more like my father
Than I to Hercules: within a month:
Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears
Had left the flushing in her galled eyes,
She married. O, most wicked speed, to post
With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
It is not nor it cannot come to good:
But break, my heart for I must hold my tongue.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
06 Dec, 00:00
“How much salt water thrown away in waste/
To season love, that of it doth not taste.” - Romeo and Juliet
To season love, that of it doth not taste.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
05 Dec, 08:00
“Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,
But now, I do respect thee as my soul.” - King Henry IV, Part 1
But now, I do respect thee as my soul.” - King Henry IV, Part 1
William Shakespeare
05 Dec, 00:00
“I would forget it fain,
But oh, it presses to my memory,
Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners' minds.” - Romeo and Juliet
But oh, it presses to my memory,
Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners' minds.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
04 Dec, 16:00
“Men's evil manners live in brass their virtues we write in water.” - Henry VIII
William Shakespeare
04 Dec, 08:00
“You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!” - Julius Caesar
William Shakespeare
04 Dec, 00:00
“...Who could refrain,
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make love known?” - Macbeth
That had a heart to love, and in that heart
Courage to make love known?” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
03 Dec, 16:00
“I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting”
William Shakespeare
03 Dec, 08:00
“This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
03 Dec, 00:00
“If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long
Else the Puck a liar call
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long
Else the Puck a liar call
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
02 Dec, 16:00
“O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes
Of mortals fall back to gaze on him.” - Romeo and Juliet
Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes
Of mortals fall back to gaze on him.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
02 Dec, 08:00
“I am very proud, revengeful,
ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have
thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape,
or time to act them in.” - Hamlet
ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have
thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape,
or time to act them in.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
02 Dec, 00:00
“Beshrew your eyes,
They have o'erlook'd me and divided me
One half of me is yours, the other half yours,
Mine own, I would say but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours.” - The Merchant of Venice
They have o'erlook'd me and divided me
One half of me is yours, the other half yours,
Mine own, I would say but if mine, then yours,
And so all yours.” - The Merchant of Venice
William Shakespeare
01 Dec, 16:00
“I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
01 Dec, 08:00
“Master, go on, and I will follow thee
To the last gasp with truth and loyalty.” - As You Like It
To the last gasp with truth and loyalty.” - As You Like It
William Shakespeare
01 Dec, 00:00
“Methought I was enamour'd of an ass.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
30 Nov, 16:00
“Come, gentle night come, loving, black-browed night
Give me my Romeo and, when I shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night...” - Romeo and Juliet
Give me my Romeo and, when I shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night...” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
30 Nov, 00:00
“Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?” - Twelfth Night
William Shakespeare
20 Nov, 16:00
“Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear,
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.” - King Lear
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.” - King Lear
William Shakespeare
20 Nov, 00:00
“My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
19 Nov, 16:00
“Alas, the frailty is to blame, not we
For such as we are made of, such we be” - Twelfth Night
For such as we are made of, such we be” - Twelfth Night
William Shakespeare
19 Nov, 08:00
“Thou and I are too wise to woo peaceably.” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
19 Nov, 00:00
“He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:
And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.” - Macbeth
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:
And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
18 Nov, 16:00
“And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
18 Nov, 08:00
“Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copy.” - Twelfth Night
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copy.” - Twelfth Night
William Shakespeare
17 Nov, 16:00
“When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.” - Sonnets
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.” - Sonnets
William Shakespeare
17 Nov, 08:00
“Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
17 Nov, 00:00
“Mend your speech a little, Lest you may mar your fortunes.”
William Shakespeare
16 Nov, 16:00
“My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.” - As You Like It
William Shakespeare
16 Nov, 08:00
“Macbeth:
If we should fail?
Lady Macbeth:
We fail?
But screw your courage to the sticking place,
And we'll not fail.” - Macbeth
If we should fail?
Lady Macbeth:
We fail?
But screw your courage to the sticking place,
And we'll not fail.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
16 Nov, 00:01
“The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
15 Nov, 08:00
“This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.” - Richard II
William Shakespeare
14 Nov, 16:00
“Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep.
Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man
But will they come, when you do call for them?” - King Henry IV, Part 1
Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man
But will they come, when you do call for them?” - King Henry IV, Part 1
William Shakespeare
14 Nov, 08:00
“Danger knows full well that Caesar is more dangerous than he. We are two lions litter’d in one day, and I the elder and more terrible.” - Julius Caesar
William Shakespeare
14 Nov, 00:00
“When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”
William Shakespeare
13 Nov, 16:00
“Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?” - Hamlet
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
13 Nov, 08:00
“Refrain to-night
And that shall lend a kind of easiness
To the next abstinence, the next more easy
For use almost can change the stamp of nature,
And either master the devil or throw him out
With wondrous potency.” - Hamlet
And that shall lend a kind of easiness
To the next abstinence, the next more easy
For use almost can change the stamp of nature,
And either master the devil or throw him out
With wondrous potency.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
12 Nov, 08:00
“Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
11 Nov, 16:00
“Nor shall this peace sleep with her but as when
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
Her ashes new-create another heir
As great in admiration as herself.” - Henry VIII
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
Her ashes new-create another heir
As great in admiration as herself.” - Henry VIII
William Shakespeare
11 Nov, 08:00
“Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
11 Nov, 00:00
“How now, spirit! Whither wander you?” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
10 Nov, 16:00
“Love's stories written in love's richest books.
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
10 Nov, 08:00
“thy wit is a very bitter sweeting it is a most sharp sauce.” - Romeo & Juliet
William Shakespeare
10 Nov, 00:00
“What win I if I gain the thing I seek?
A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.
Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?
Or sells eternity to get a toy?” - The Rape of Lucrece
A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.
Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?
Or sells eternity to get a toy?” - The Rape of Lucrece
William Shakespeare
09 Nov, 08:00
“Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.” - Macbeth
William Shakespeare
09 Nov, 00:00
“Well, every one can master a grief but he that has it.” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
08 Nov, 16:01
“If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
08 Nov, 08:00
“This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
08 Nov, 00:01
“For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth,
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir men’s blood: I only speak right on
I tell you that which you yourselves do know” - Julius Caesar
Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech,
To stir men’s blood: I only speak right on
I tell you that which you yourselves do know” - Julius Caesar
William Shakespeare
07 Nov, 16:00
“HAMLET [...] we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service, two dishes, but to one table that's the end.
CLAUDIUS Alas, alas.
HAMLET A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
CLAUDIUS What dost thou mean by this?
HAMLET Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.” - Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
CLAUDIUS Alas, alas.
HAMLET A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
CLAUDIUS What dost thou mean by this?
HAMLET Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.” - Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
William Shakespeare
07 Nov, 08:00
“I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
07 Nov, 00:01
“In sooth I know not why I am so sad.
It wearies me, you say it wearies you
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn...” - The Merchant of Venice
It wearies me, you say it wearies you
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born,
I am to learn...” - The Merchant of Venice
William Shakespeare
06 Nov, 16:00
“The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream
William Shakespeare
06 Nov, 08:00
“The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose.” - The Merchant of Venice
William Shakespeare
06 Nov, 00:00
“I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!”
William Shakespeare
05 Nov, 16:00
“The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,
And say what thou seest yond.” - The Tempest
And say what thou seest yond.” - The Tempest
William Shakespeare
05 Nov, 08:00
“I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy
eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s.” - Much Ado About Nothing
eyes—and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s.” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
05 Nov, 00:00
“So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.” - Sonnets
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.” - Sonnets
William Shakespeare
04 Nov, 16:00
“Where is Polonius?
HAMLET
In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.” - Hamlet
HAMLET
In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
02 Nov, 16:00
“Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.” - Twelfth Night
William Shakespeare
01 Nov, 16:00
“My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
Coral is far more red than her lips' red
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound
I grant I never saw a goddess go
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.” - Sonnets
William Shakespeare
01 Nov, 08:00
“And to be merry best becomes you for, out of question, you were born in
a merry hour.
BEATRICE
No, sure, my lord, my mother cried but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.”
a merry hour.
BEATRICE
No, sure, my lord, my mother cried but then there
was a star danced, and under that was I born.”
William Shakespeare
01 Nov, 00:00
“He hath not eat paper, as it were he hath not
drunk ink his intellect is not replenished he is
only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts.
(Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, IV)” - Love's Labour's Lost
drunk ink his intellect is not replenished he is
only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts.
(Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, IV)” - Love's Labour's Lost
William Shakespeare
31 Oct, 16:00
“Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear,
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.” - King Lear
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.” - King Lear
William Shakespeare
31 Oct, 08:00
“If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.”
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.”
William Shakespeare
30 Oct, 08:00
“Tush!
Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate
Talkers are no good doers: be assured
We come to use our hands and not our tongues.” - Richard III
Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate
Talkers are no good doers: be assured
We come to use our hands and not our tongues.” - Richard III
William Shakespeare
30 Oct, 00:00
“Alas, that they are so!
To die even when they to perfection grow!” - Twelfth Night
To die even when they to perfection grow!” - Twelfth Night
William Shakespeare
29 Oct, 16:00
“To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep
No more and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd!” - Hamlet
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep
No more and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd!” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
25 Oct, 16:00
“Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.” - As You Like It
William Shakespeare
25 Oct, 08:00
“If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
24 Oct, 16:00
“If love be rough with you, be rough with love
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Give me a case to put my visage in:
A visor for a visor! what care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.” - Romeo and Juliet
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Give me a case to put my visage in:
A visor for a visor! what care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
24 Oct, 08:00
“There's small choice in rotten apples.” - The Taming of the Shrew
William Shakespeare
24 Oct, 00:00
“Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that
Thou hast done to me.
Therefore turn and draw.” - Romeo and Juliet
Thou hast done to me.
Therefore turn and draw.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
23 Oct, 16:00
“O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
- Romeo -” - Romeo and Juliet
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
- Romeo -” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
23 Oct, 08:00
“Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear. My comfort is that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face. Thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst, and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better.”
William Shakespeare
23 Oct, 00:00
“O my love, my wife!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.” - Romeo and Juliet
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.” - Romeo and Juliet
William Shakespeare
22 Oct, 16:00
“Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your words' deceit.” - The Comedy of Errors
William Shakespeare
22 Oct, 08:00
“But, soft! methinks I do digress too much,” - Titus Andronicus
William Shakespeare
22 Oct, 00:00
“Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself.” - Henry VIII
That it do singe yourself.” - Henry VIII
William Shakespeare
21 Oct, 16:00
“There’s a divinity that shapes our ends,
Rough-hew them how we will” - Hamlet
Rough-hew them how we will” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
21 Oct, 08:00
“Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must speak.” - As You Like It
William Shakespeare
20 Oct, 16:00
“He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee doth bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.” - The Passionate Pilgrim
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee doth bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.” - The Passionate Pilgrim
William Shakespeare
20 Oct, 08:00
“If her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her, she would infect to the north star!” - Much Ado About Nothing
William Shakespeare
20 Oct, 00:00
“My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief.” - Hamlet
What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day and time.
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief.” - Hamlet
William Shakespeare
19 Oct, 16:00
“This to hear
Would Desdemona seriously incline:
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,
She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse: which I observing,
Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
But not intentively: I did consent,
And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me,
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
I should but teach him how to tell my story.
And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used:
Here comes the lady let her witness it.” - Othello
Would Desdemona seriously incline:
But still the house-affairs would draw her thence:
Which ever as she could with haste dispatch,
She'ld come again, and with a greedy ear
Devour up my discourse: which I observing,
Took once a pliant hour, and found good means
To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart
That I would all my pilgrimage dilate,
Whereof by parcels she had something heard,
But not intentively: I did consent,
And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd. My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange,
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful:
She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd
That heaven had made her such a man: she thank'd me,
And bade me, if I had a friend that loved her,
I should but teach him how to tell my story.
And that would woo her. Upon this hint I spake:
She loved me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loved her that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I have used:
Here comes the lady let her witness it.” - Othello
William Shakespeare
19 Oct, 08:00
“Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.” - Romeo and Juliet
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.” - Romeo and Juliet
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