I would with such perfection govern, sir, T'excel the golden age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your cheek. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltness of time. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give me a staff of honor for mine age, But not a sceptre to control the world. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savoury, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun And with him rises… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow, And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow; Thou canst help time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Pray, do not mock me. I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears, Than settled age his sables, and his weeds Importing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together; Youth is full of pleasance, age full of care; Youth like the summer morn, age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But say, my lord, it were not regist'red, Methinks the truth should live from age to age, As 'twere retailed to all… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned for the journey, dull and heavy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Bear with my weakness. My old brain is troubled. Be not disturbed with my infirmity. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing, in the figure of a lamb, the feats of a lion. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is an old poor man,. . . . Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We make ourselves fools to disport ourselves And spend our flatteries to drink those men Upon whose age we void it up… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am now of all humors that have showed themselves humors since the old days of goodman Adam to the pupil age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite, Encompassed with thy lustful paramours, Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share