Edmund

Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy law
My services are bound. Wherefore should I
Stand in the plague of custom, and permit
The curiosity of nations to deprive me,
For that I am some twelve or fourteen moon-shines
Lag of a brother? Why bastard? wherefore base?
When my dimensions are as well compact,
My mind as generous, and my shape as true,
As honest madam's issue? Why brand they us
With base? with baseness? bastardy? base, base?
Who, in the lusty stealth of nature, take
More composition and fierce quality
Than doth, within a dull, stale, tired bed,
Go to the creating a whole tribe of fops,
Got 'tween asleep and wake? Well, then,
Legitimate Edgar, I must have your land:
Our father's love is to the bastard Edmund
As to the legitimate: fine word,--legitimate!
Well, my legitimate, if this letter speed,
And my invention thrive, Edmund the base
Shall top the legitimate. I grow; I prosper:
Now, gods, stand up for bastards!

This is the excellent foppery of the world, that,
when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit
of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our
disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as
if we were villains by necessity; fools by
heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and
treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards,
liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of
planetary influence; and all that we are evil in,
by a divine thrusting on: an admirable evasion
of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish
disposition to the charge of a star! My
father compounded with my mother under the
dragon's tail; and my nativity was under Ursa
major; so that it follows, I am rough and
lecherous. Tut, I should have been that I am,
had the maidenliest star in the firmament
twinkled on my bastardizing. Edgar--
Enter EDGAR

And pat he comes like the catastrophe of the old
comedy: my cue is villanous melancholy, with a
sigh like Tom o' Bedlam. O, these eclipses do
portend these divisions! fa, sol, la, mi.

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>>25018251
Obviosly Richard III. He smooth talked that hot ass widow bitch during her husband's funeral after Richard had him killed while being an ugly manlet with a limp and a hump, not even king yet.

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>>25018251
The Chud favorite has to be Iago.

>>25018274
Damn, Shakespeare really is the GOAT.

While he’s not the most impressive by any means, I’m going to go with Falstaff as a matter of consequence considering the shadow he casts.

>>25018274
why the fuck do we capitalize the new ljnes when they aren't new sentences, it's throwing off my reading.

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>>25018274
>This is the excellent foppery of the world, that,
>when we are sick in fortune,--often the surfeit
>of our own behavior,--we make guilty of our
>disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars:

lol sums up the past decade pretty well

Gonna have to go with Shylock since it is made clear his mistreatment turned him into an asshole. You can even tell after his daughter elopes with a Christian and the Christian manipulates her into stealing all her father's money for him, his anguish over the loss of the money is anguish over his daughter that he pretends not to care about. Probably her mother died of some sickness related to childbirth since under local law then it was illegal for doctors to treat Jews even if it were a matter of life or death. And the fact that other characters despise Shylock because he's an usurer--who is lending them money for the capitalist ventures, not for living on--must have meant something to Shakespeare on some level since he himself became so wealthy not because of his plays but because he used his share of the proceeds for usery

>>25018343
frfr cuh that shi throwin' me ong

I would say Cleopatra, but I've only read 4 of his plays.

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>>25018251
Iachimo

>>25018251
Iago has a status akin to Joker or Patrick Bateman with me

>>25019676
Antony is the villain though. You all saw how he stirred up the rabble against honorable Brutus, and now here he is betraying his wives for a taste of that sweet ptolussy.

>>25019816
Iago gets some of Shakespeares funniest lines. The most spiteful (fictional) person to ever live.

>>25019816
>>25020015
The greatest mistake in all of Orson Welles' long industrious career is that he played Othello instead of playing Iago.