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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, 7 Monate, 5 Tage oder 168.231 Tage alt.

Geboren am 23.04.1564 in Stratford-upon-Avon
Gestorben am 23.04.1616 in Stratford-upon-Avon
Sternzeichen: ♉ Stier

• Yesterday the bird of night did sit, Even at noon-day, upon the market-place, Hooting and shrieking.

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• Yet better thus, and known to be contemned, Than still contemned and flattered. To be worst, The lowest and most dejected thing of fortune, Stands still in esperance, lives not in fear: The lamentable change is from the best; The worst returns to laughter.

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• Yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord, Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i' the story.

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• Yet sit and see; Minding true things by what their mockeries be.

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• Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news Hath but a losing office, and his tongue Sounds ever after as a sullen bell, Remembered knolling a departed friend.

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• You all did love him once, not without cause.

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• You and I are past our dancing days.

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• You are called plain Kate, And bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst; But, Kate, the prettiest Kate in Christendom; Kate of Kate-Hall, my super-dainty Kate, For dainties are all cates: and therefore, Kate, Take this of me, Kate of my consolation.

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• You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad.

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• You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.

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• You are now sailed into the north of my lady's opinion; where you will hang like an icicle on a Dutchman's beard.

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• You are pictures out of doors, Bells in your parlours, wild cats in your kitchens, Saints in your injuries, devils being offended, Players in your housewifery, and housewives in your beds.

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• You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things! O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey?

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• You cannot call it love, for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment.

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• You come most carefully upon your hour.

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• You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcases of unburied men That do corrupt my air, - I banish you.

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• You fools of fortune, trencher-friends, time's flies.

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• You go not, till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.

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• You have both said well; And on the cause and question now in hand Have glozed but superficially; not much Unlike young men, whom Aristotle thought Unfit to hear moral philosophy.

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• You have too much respect upon the world: They lose it that dobuy it with much care.

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