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“I cannot say your worships have delivered the matter well when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your syllables [...] our very priests must become mockers if they shall encounter such ridiculous subjects as you are. When you speak best unto the purpose, it is not worth the wagging of your beards, and your beards deserve not so honorable a grave as to stuff a botcher's cushion or to be entombed in an ass's packsaddle [...] more of your conversation would infect my brain, being the herdsmen of the beastly plebeians. I will be bold to take my leave with you.”

Quote by William Shakespeare

Work

Coriolanus

William Shakespeare's 'Coriolanus' is a tragedy that delves into the complexities of political ambition and the consequences of public versus private life. The story follows the rise and fall of Coriolanus, a valiant Roman general who becomes embroiled in a power struggle within the Roman Republic. The play examines themes of patriotism, loyalty, and the nature of leadership, as Coriolanus grapples with his own identity and the expectations of his fellow citizens. As the narrative unfolds, Coriolanus's actions lead to a series of conflicts that ultimately result in his downfall. The play is renowned for its vivid portrayal of human emotions and its exploration of the political landscape of ancient Rome. more

Author

William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564 - April 23, 1616) was one of the greatest poets of the English Renaissance, renowned for his dramatic works. His plays spanned a variety of genres, including tragedy, comedy, and history, and have had a profound impact on literature worldwide. more

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