SOME QUOTES FROM SHAKESPEAR’S
PLAYS
The English poet-playwright William Shakespeare was born at
Stratford-on-Avon on 23 April 1564. He also died on 23 April in the year 1616.
Shakespeare was the
son of a prosperous grain dealer. He attended the grammar school of his village
only upto the sixth standard, married Anne Hathway, a local woman eight years
older than he, and had to leave his town
because of his criminal love of
poaching.
He came to London in 1584, worked for a theatre in some minor
capacity, and became an actor.
For the rest of his life he followed the joint occupations of
actor and playwright and when he died he had already become one of the greatest
poets and dramatists of his time. Today he is known as an immortal world poet
and playwright.
Given below are a handful of his unforgettable quotes.
- Holy men
at their death have good inspirations.---Merchant of Venice.
- God keep
me from false friends.—Richard III.
- What is
done cannot be undone. ----Macbeth Act V.
- Be just
and fear not.----Henry VIII, Act 3.
- The web of
our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together; our virtues would be
proud if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair if they
were not cherished.----All’s Well That Ends Well, Act IV
- Out, out
brief candle! Life is but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and
frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale
told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. ---Macbeth,
Act 5.
- Love is
blind. ---Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act 1.
- Horses are
tied by the head, dogs and bears by the neck, monkeys by the loins, and men by the legs: when a man is
over-lusty, at legs, then he wears wooden nether stocks. ---King Lear, Act
2.
- What is a
man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? A
beast, no more. Sure he hath made us with such large discourse, looking
before and after, gave us not that capability and god-like reason to fust
in us unus’d.
- The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are
of imagination all compact; one sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
that is the madman, the lover, all as frantic, sees Helen’s beauty in a
brow of Egypt; 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 shapes, and
gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name. ----Midsummer Night’s
Dream, Act 5.
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G.R.Kanwal
7th January 2025
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