Sunday, May 23, 2010



Sorces:



William Shakespeare's

Sonnet 132

Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,

Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain,

Have put on black and loving mourners be,

Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.

And truly not the morning sun of heaven

Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east,

Nor that full star that ushers in the even

Doth half that glory to the sober west,

As those two mourning eyes become thy face:

O, let it then as well beseem thy heart

To mourn for me, since mourning doth thee grace,

And suit thy pity like in every part.

Then will I swear beauty herself is black

And all they foul that thy complexion lack.





Biography:
Born:
In Stratford-Upon-Avon
April 23, 1564


Died:
April 23, 1616



Education:

Not much is know but it is believed that the King's New Grammer School taught him. There he most likely studied theater and acting.
Life:
William married at the age of 18 to Anne Hathaway who was 26. They has 3 kids first was Susanna and the next two were twins; Hamnet and Judith.
He joined an acting company named the Lord Chemberlin's Men which was protected by the Queen. As he popularity blossemed he became co-owner of The Globe Theater.
Works:
Plays
"Mid Summer Nights Dream"
"Richard III"
"Romeo and Juliet"
"Taming of the Shrew"
"As you like It"
"Macbeth"
"Hamlet"
"Othello"
"King Lear"
Sonnets
There are about 154 sonnets that William Shakespeare has wrote.
Poems
"A Lover's Complaint"
"Phoenix and the Turtle"


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