William Shakespeare: Sonnet 2

When forty winters shall beseige thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,' Proving Read more [...]

Shakespeare: Sonnet 1 – video

The first 17 of Shakespeare's famous sonnets are considered to be a sequence. What is common in these poem, that they were written to an imaginary friends about whom we know little. He might be an existing figure from Shakespeare's friends, but it is also possible, that the poem were wirtten to Shakespeare himself. For the text of the poem please, click here. More about the sonnets can be found here. Read more [...]

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 1

From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content And, tender churl, Read more [...]

“Green-eyed monster”

Iago: O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss, Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger: But O, what damnèd minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! Othello: O misery! This quote is from the 3rd Act of Shakespeare’s famous play, Othello. Perhaps calling jealousy „green-eyed” is older, than Shakespeare. This saying comes up in The Merchant of Venice Read more [...]

“A Round Unvarnished Tale”

Othello: Yet (by your gracious patience) I will a round unvarnished tale deliver Of my whole course of love—what drugs, what charms, What conjuration, and what mighty magic (For such proceeding I am charg'd withal) I won his daughter, This quote is from Shakespeare’s very famous play, Othello. In the first act Brabantio discovers, that his daughter, Desdemona is missing and married Othello, the Moor. He cannot comprehend, so, in front of the Duke of Venice, he accuses Othello, that Read more [...]

William Shakespeare: Sonnet 145

Those lips that Love's own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate' To me that languish'd for her sake; But when she saw my woeful state Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught it thus anew to greet: 'I hate' she alter'd with an end, That follow'd it as gentle day Doth follow night, who like a fiend From heaven to hell is flown away; 'I hate' from hate away she threw, And saved Read more [...]
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