Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousel’d · William Shakespeare

In the porches of mine ears.

Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousel’d, disappointed, unanel’d, No reckoning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head.

Death and Mourning Ethics and Morality

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William Shakespeare

1564-04-23 — 1616-04-23 · Stratford-upon-Avon

William Shakespeare is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. His vast body of work, including tragedies, comedies, histories, and sonnets, explores the complexities of human nature with unparalleled depth and linguistic richness. His plays continue to be performed and studied globally, making him a timeless figure in literature and theatre.