William Shakespeare

25 Dec 2024 17:00

“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

William Shakespeare

25 Dec 2024 01:00

“Words are easy, like the wind Faithful friends are hard to find.” - The Passionate Pilgrim

William Shakespeare

24 Dec 2024 09:00

“If after every tempest come such calms,
May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!” - Othello

William Shakespeare

23 Dec 2024 17:00

“We that are true lovers run into strange capers.” - As You Like It

William Shakespeare

23 Dec 2024 01:00

“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

William Shakespeare

22 Dec 2024 09:00

“Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.” - Romeo and Juliet

William Shakespeare

21 Dec 2024 17:00

“I understand a fury in your words
But not your words.” - Othello

William Shakespeare

21 Dec 2024 01:00

“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

William Shakespeare

20 Dec 2024 09:00

“What soilders whey-face?
The English for so please you.
Take thy face hence.” - Macbeth

William Shakespeare

19 Dec 2024 17:00

“Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile
Filths savour but themselves...” - King Lear

William Shakespeare

19 Dec 2024 01:00

“As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.” - King Lear

William Shakespeare

18 Dec 2024 09:00

“Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York” - Richard III

William Shakespeare

17 Dec 2024 17:00

“The readiness is all”

William Shakespeare

17 Dec 2024 01:00

“All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.” - As You Like It

William Shakespeare

16 Dec 2024 01:00

“Get you gone, you dwarf,
You minimus of hindering knotgrass made,
You bead, you acorn!” - A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

25 Dec 2024 09:00

“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

24 Dec 2024 17:00

“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 2024 01:00

“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 2024 09:00

“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

William Shakespeare

22 Dec 2024 17:00

“Farewell, bastard.” - Troilus and Cressida

William Shakespeare

22 Dec 2024 01:00

“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

William Shakespeare

21 Dec 2024 09:00

“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.

William Shakespeare

20 Dec 2024 17:00

“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 2024 01:00

“How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over,
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!” - Julius Caesar

William Shakespeare

19 Dec 2024 09:00

“O! how shall summer's honey breath hold out, / Against the wrackful siege of battering days?” - Sonnets

William Shakespeare

18 Dec 2024 17:00

“So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition,
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

18 Dec 2024 01:00

“You are an alchemist make gold of that.”

William Shakespeare

17 Dec 2024 09:00

“Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.” - Hamlet

William Shakespeare

16 Dec 2024 17:00

“Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
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 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.” - A Midsummer Night's Dream

William Shakespeare

15 Dec 2024 17:00

“Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? - Lady Macbeth” - Macbeth