For where is any author in the world Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“For as you were when first yout eye I eyed,such seems your beauty still” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How much more doth beauty beauteous seem by that sweet ornament which truth doth give! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The most peerless piece of earth, I think, that e' er the sun shone bright on. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast, yet love breaks through and picks them all at last. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Virtue is beauty, but the beauteous evil. Are empty trunks o'erflourished by the devil. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Beauty's a doubtful good, a glass, a flower, Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour; And beauty, blemish'd once, for ever's lost,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And keep you in the rear of your affection, Out of the shot and danger of desire, The chariest maid is prodigal… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“This she? no, this is Diomed's Cressida: If beauty have a soul, this is not she; If souls guide vows, if vows… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give. The rose looks fair, but fairer… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Look on beauty, And you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight; Which therein works a miracle in nature, Making them lightest… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; A shining gloss that vadeth suddenly; A flower that dies when first it 'gins… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since everyone hath every one, one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“When forty winters shall besiege thy brow And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery, so gaz’d on… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Look on beauty, and you shall see 'tis purchased by the weight. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ay; beauty's princely majesty is such, Confounds the tongue and makes the senses rough. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; but, God He knows, thy share thereof is small. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, thy dial how thy precious minutes waste” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For honesty coupled to beauty, is to have honey a sauce to sugar. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And, noble signior, If virtue no delighted beauty lack, Your son-in-law is far more fair than black.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.” — 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
Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My heart love till now for sweared sight, for I never saw true beauty till this night. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Make thee another self for love of me, That beauty still may live in thine or thee” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slander's mark was ever yet the fair; The ornament of beauty is… — 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
