William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

1564–1616 · lived 52 years GB GB

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.

n. 1564-04-23, Stratford-upon-Avon · m. 1616-04-23, Stratford-upon-Avon

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18)

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.


So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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Bio

Identification and basic context

William Shakespeare is the most celebrated playwright and poet in the English language. He is often referred to by his pseudonyms, though none were widely adopted during his lifetime. He was born and died in Stratford-upon-Avon, England. His father was a glover and alderman, placing him in a respectable social standing within the town. Shakespeare was an English national and wrote exclusively in English.

Childhood and education

Details of Shakespeare's childhood are scarce, but it is generally assumed he attended the Stratford grammar school, where he would have received a solid grounding in Latin and classical literature. This formal education, supplemented by his keen observation of life and his prodigious reading, laid the foundation for his literary genius. He did not pursue higher education at university.

Literary trajectory

Shakespeare began his career in London in the late 1580s or early 1590s, likely as an actor and adapter of plays before establishing himself as a playwright. His career spanned roughly two decades, during which he wrote approximately 39 plays, 154 sonnets, and several longer poems. His work evolved over time, moving from early comedies and historical plays to his great tragedies and later romances. He was a key member of the acting company the Lord Chamberlain's Men (later the King's Men) and a shareholder in the Globe Theatre.

Works, style, and literary characteristics

Shakespeare's major works encompass tragedies ('Hamlet', 'Othello', 'King Lear', 'Macbeth', 'Romeo and Juliet'), comedies ('A Midsummer Night's Dream', 'Twelfth Night', 'As You Like It'), history plays ('Richard III', 'Henry V'), and his sonnets. His dominant themes are universal and enduring: love, death, ambition, jealousy, revenge, fate, appearance versus reality, and the nature of power. He masterfully employed various forms, including blank verse (iambic pentameter) and rhyming couplets, experimenting with structure and pacing. His poetic devices are legendary, utilizing metaphor, simile, personification, and wordplay with extraordinary skill to create rich imagery and profound meaning. His tone varies dramatically, from the profound despair of tragedy to the lighthearted wit of comedy. His poetic voice is multifaceted, capable of capturing the inner lives of kings, commoners, lovers, and fools. His language is renowned for its richness, inventiveness, and rhetorical power, coining countless words and phrases that have entered common usage.

Cultural and historical context

Shakespeare lived during the Elizabethan and Jacobean eras, a period of significant cultural, political, and economic change in England. His plays reflect the political machinations of the court, the exploration of new territories, and the prevailing religious and social anxieties of the time. He was part of a vibrant London theatre scene, interacting with contemporaries like Christopher Marlowe and Ben Jonson. His work engages with Renaissance humanism, the concept of divine right of kings, and evolving ideas about psychology and human nature.

Personal life

While much of Shakespeare's personal life remains private, he married Anne Hathaway and had three children: Susanna, and twins Hamnet and Judith. The death of his son Hamnet at a young age is speculated to have influenced themes in plays like 'Hamlet'. His friendships within the theatre world were crucial to his career. He maintained strong ties to his hometown of Stratford-upon-Avon, where he eventually retired and purchased property. His religious beliefs are a subject of scholarly debate, but his works often engage with Christian morality and theology.

Recognition and reception

Shakespeare achieved considerable fame and financial success during his lifetime, though perhaps not the same level of academic reverence as he enjoys today. His plays were popular with audiences across social classes. Posthumously, his reputation grew exponentially, and he came to be recognized as the pre-eminent figure in English literature. His works are continuously performed, studied, and celebrated worldwide, solidifying his place in the global literary canon.

Influences and legacy

Shakespeare drew inspiration from classical Roman and Greek literature (Plutarch, Ovid, Seneca), medieval morality plays, and earlier English chronicles and romances. His influence on subsequent literature, theatre, and language is immeasurable. He has inspired countless playwrights, poets, novelists, and artists across centuries and cultures. His works have been translated into virtually every major language and continue to be a cornerstone of literary education and theatrical production. His inventive use of language has permanently enriched the English lexicon.

Interpretation and critical analysis

Shakespeare's plays have been subjected to endless critical interpretation, exploring themes of political power, social justice, gender roles, psychology, and existentialism. Scholars and critics continue to debate character motivations, historical accuracy, and the philosophical underpinnings of his works. His texts are constantly re-examined through new critical lenses, including feminist, post-colonial, and psychoanalytic approaches.

Curiosities and lesser-known aspects

Shakespeare's handwriting is notoriously difficult to decipher, with only a few authenticated signatures surviving. His acting career is less documented than his playwriting. The authorship question, suggesting someone else wrote the plays attributed to him, persists despite overwhelming scholarly consensus supporting Shakespeare of Stratford. His knowledge of legal matters and Italian settings in his plays has also been a subject of curiosity.

Death and memory

William Shakespeare died on April 23, 1616, in Stratford-upon-Avon. He was buried in the chancel of Holy Trinity Church. His will famously leaves his 'second-best bed' to his wife. His enduring memory is primarily preserved through the continuous performance and study of his plays and poems, the preservation of his birthplace and home, and his monumental impact on the English language and global culture.

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Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed

Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,

The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd;

But then begins a journey in my head

To work my mind, when body's work's expirèd.

For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,

Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,

And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,

Looking on darkness which the blind do see;

Save that my soul's imaginary sight

Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,

Which like a jewel, hung in ghastly night,

Makes black night beauteous, and her old face new.
Lo thus by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee and for myself no quiet find.
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Sonnet 24: “Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled…”

Sonnet 24: “Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled…”

Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled,
Thy beauty's form in table of my heart,
My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,
And perspective it is best painter's art.
For through the painter must you see his skill,
To find where your true image pictured lies,
Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still,
That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes:
Now see what good turns eyes for eyes have done,
Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for me
Are windows to my breast, where-through the sun
Delights to peep, to gaze therein on thee;
Yet eyes this cunning want to grace their art,
They draw but what they see, know not the heart.
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Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old

Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old

My glass shall not persuade me I am old
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee Time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,
Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me.
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary
As I not for myself, but for thee will,
Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary
As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.


Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain;
Thou gav'st me thine, not to give back again.
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Sonnet 2:

Sonnet 2:

When forty winters shall besiege 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 his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
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Sonnet 20: A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

Sonnet 20: A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion;

A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted

With shifting change, as is false women's fashion;

An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling,

Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth;

A man in hue, all hues in his controlling,

Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.

And for a woman wert thou first created,

Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting,

And by addition me of thee defeated,

By adding one thing to my purpose nothing.
But since she pricked thee out for women's pleasure,
Mine be thy love and thy love's use their treasure.
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Sonnet 16: But wherefore do not you a mightier way

Sonnet 16: But wherefore do not you a mightier way

But wherefore do not you a mightier way

Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time,

And fortify your self in your decay

With means more blessèd than my barren rhyme?

Now stand you on the top of happy hours,

And many maiden gardens yet unset,

With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,

Much liker than your painted counterfeit:

So should the lines of life that life repair

Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen

Neither in inward worth nor outward fair

Can make you live your self in eyes of men.
To give away your self keeps your self still,
And you must live drawn by your own sweet skill.
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Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,


So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is

Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is

Love is too young to know what conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove.
For thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.


No want of conscience hold it that I call,
Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.
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Sonnet 153: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep

Sonnet 153: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep

Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep,
A maid of Dian's this advantage found,
And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
Which borrowed from this holy fire of Love
A dateless lively heat still to endure,
And grew a seeting bath, which yet men prove
Against strange maladies a sovereign cure.
But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired,
The boy for trial needs would touch my breast;
I, sick withal, the help of bath desired,
And thither hied a sad distempered guest,


But found no cure. The bath for my help lies
Where Cupid got new fire—my mistress' eyes.
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Sonnet 15: When I consider every thing that grows

Sonnet 15: When I consider every thing that grows

When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment.
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment.
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheerèd and checked even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay,
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with decay
To change your day of youth to sullied night;


And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
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