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This phrase is sometimes mistakenly rendered as "to the manor born", and used to mean 'of the privileged class”; see references for more on this one. In recent years this misconception has spread through the popularity of the British sitcom To the Manor Born , the title of which was a deliberate pun on Shakespeare's phrase.)
Shakespeare and His Friends at the Mermaid Tavern (1850, oil on canvas) by John Faed.The painting depicts (from left in back) Joshua Sylvester, John Selden, Francis Beaumont, (seated at table from left) William Camden, Thomas Sackville, John Fletcher, Sir Francis Bacon, Ben Jonson, John Donne, Samuel Daniel, Shakespeare, Sir Walter Raleigh, the Earl of Southampton, Sir Robert Cotton, and ...
You may/might as well be hanged/hung for a sheep as (for) a lamb; You must have rocks in your head; You scratch my back and I will scratch yours; You only live once. You'll never get if you never go; You're never fully dressed without a smile; You've got to separate the wheat from the chaff; You've made your bed and you must lie in/on it
[b] Q1 and F do not contain this speech, although both include a form of The Closet Scene, so the 1604 Q2 is the only early source for the quote. [ 11 ] The omission of this speech—as well as the long soliloquy in act 4, scene 4{{efn|The "How all occasions do inform against me" soliloquy which is at act 4, scene 4, lines 34–69.
With Charli XCX's new album, "Brat," came a chaotic, fun, and unprecedented aesthetic that's now gone viral on TikTok and taken over Kamala Harris's Twitter.
William Shakespeare (c. 23 [a] April 1564 – 23 April 1616) [b] was an English playwright, poet and actor.He is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist.
And I'm an adult. I have children that are counting on me. I mean, they don't listen to me, but I can't just curl up in a ball and mope. Sometimes I'm embarrassed how detached I feel about it.
The dawn, dressed in white, has already opened the door to the sun, and caresses the flowers with its pink fingers. A mysterious trembling seems to disturb all nature. And yet you will not get up, and vainly I stand here sadly singing. Dress yourself also in white, and open the door to your serenader! Where you are not, there is no light;