by compound complex 29 Replies latest watchtower beliefs
William Shakespeare ( baptised 26 April 1564 – 23 April 1616 ) was an English poet and playwright , widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the " Bard of Avon " (or simply "The Bard").
What is your favorite work and quotations therefrom...?
Thanks,
CC
Drink, sir, is a great provoker of three things . . . nose-painting, sleep, and urine. Lechery, sir, it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.
William Shakespeare
Macbeth 2. 3
the above is one of my fav quotes by Shakespeare and one of my favorite plays by him was "Much Ado About Nothing" though I haven't read it or seen it performed in years.
LRG
Taming of the Shrew
PETRUCHIO
I will be master of what is mine own:
She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house,
My household stuff, my field, my barn,
My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing;
W
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 damasked, 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.
My favorite shakespeare....
I've seen King Lear several times at Stratford and must say it's my favourite Shakespear play.
Kwin
Although I love the plays, this sonnet is one of my fav's..it's number xxix (29)
When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I 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,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contended least,
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think of 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.
Cheers
Borgia
From Hamlet:
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. "The Tempest"
Good thread!
| SONNET 55 |
|---|
| Not marble, nor the gilded monuments |
| Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; |
| But you shall shine more bright in these contents |
| Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. |
| When wasteful war shall statues overturn, |
| And broils root out the work of masonry, |
| Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn |
| The living record of your memory. |
| 'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity |
| Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room |
| Even in the eyes of all posterity |
| That wear this world out to the ending doom. |
| So, till the judgment that yourself arise, |
| You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes. |
