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William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
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Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
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The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
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William Shake‐ſpeare
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If the skin were parchment and the blows you gave were ink, Your own handwriting would tell you what I think.
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Show me a mistress that is passing fair, what doth her beauty serve but as a note where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?
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Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.
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I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.
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My only love sprung from my only hate.
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Lord, I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face! I had rather lie in the woolen.
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But fish not with this melancholy bait For this fool gudgeon, this opinion.
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Mean and mighty, rotting Together, have one dust.
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If little faults proceeding on distemper Shall not be winked at, how shall we stretch our eye When capital crimes, chewed, swallowed, and digested, Appear before us?
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I love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
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How is it that the clouds still hang on you?
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Thy tongue Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd, Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower, With ravishing division, to her lute.
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