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Wenn Milde und Grausamkeit um ein Königreich spielen, so wird der gelindeste Spieler am ersten gewinnen.
Informationen über William Shakespeare
Dramatiker, Dichter, Schauspieler, Sprachvirtuose, "Ein Sommernachtstraum", "Romeo und Julia", "Othello", "Hamlet", "Der Widerspenstigen Zähmung" (England, 1564 - 1616).
William Shakespeare · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum
William Shakespeare wäre heute 460 Jahre, 0 Monate, 27 Tage oder 168.039 Tage alt.
Geboren am 23.04.1564 in Stratford-upon-Avon
Gestorben am 23.04.1616 in Stratford-upon-Avon
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Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?
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Vex not his ghost: O! let him pass; he hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
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Viola: My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. Duke: And what's her history? Viola: A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more; but, indeed, Our shows are more than will; for still we prove Muchin our vows, but little in our love.
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Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.
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Virtue is beauty.
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Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful.
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Virtue that transgresses is but patched with sin; and sin that amends is but patched with virtue.
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Virtue! a fig! 'tis in ourselves that we are thus, or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners.
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Warble, child; make passionate my sense of hearing.
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Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won? I'll have her, but I will not keep her long.
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Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?
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Was the hope drunk, Wherein you dressed yourself? hath it slept since, And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i' the adage?
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We are soldiers; And may that soldier a mere recreant prove, That means not, hath not, or is not in love!
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We are such stuff / as dreams are made on, and our little life / is rounded with a sleep.
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We are such stuff / As dreams are made on; / and our little life / Is rounded with a sleep. (Prospero, in: The Tempest).
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We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
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We burn daylight.
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We cannot all be masters.
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We go to gain a little patch of ground, That hath in it no profit but the name.
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We have done but greenly In hugger-mugger to inter him.