William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, 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". His extant works, including collaborations, consist of approximately 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth23 April 1564
Thou know'st the first time that we smell the air we wawl and cry. When we are born we cry, that we are come to this great state of fools.
Mine eyes smell onions: I shall weep anon.
Let husbands know Their wives have sense like them. They see, and smell, And have their palates both for sweet and sour, As husbands have.
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven
When I have plucked the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the tree.
A very ancient and fish-like smell.
What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet
Had I no eyes but ears, my ears would love. That inward beauty and invisible; Or were I deaf, thy outward parts would move each part in me that were but sensible: Though neither eyes nor ears, to hear nor see, yet should I be in love by touching thee. 'Say, that the sense of feeling were bereft me, and that I could not see, nor hear, nor touch, and nothing but the very smell were left me, yet would my love to thee be still as much; for from the stillitory of thy face excelling comes breath perfum'd that breedeth love by smelling.
O, let me kiss that hand! KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality.
Let him smell his way to Dover!
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lillies that fester smell far worse than weeds.