Night Quotes by William Shakespeare

Making night hideous.

— William Shakespeare

I am that merry wanderer of the night.

— William Shakespeare

Seek happy nights to happy days.W

— William Shakespeare

These blessed candles of the night.

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It is not night when I do see your face.

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Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.

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If love be blind, it best agrees with night

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Oh, I have passed a miserable night, so full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams!

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We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously.

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And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

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In the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!

— William Shakespeare

Why should we rise because 'tis light? Did we lie down because t'was night?

— William Shakespeare

The morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness.

— William Shakespeare

Receive what cheer you may. The night is long that never finds the day.

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What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel? *Who are you? Why do you hide in…

— William Shakespeare

And teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night ...

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Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day.

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Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.

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What, keep a week away? Seven days and nights, Eightscore-eight hours, and lovers' absent hours More tedious than the dial eightscore times!…

— William Shakespeare

My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night-- Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about The other four in wondrous…

— William Shakespeare

The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, Checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light.

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O comfort-killing night, image of hell, Dim register and notary of shame, Black stage for tragedies and murders fell, Vast sin-concealing chaos,…

— William Shakespeare

For night's swift dragons cut the clouds full fast, And yonder shines Aurora's harbinger; At whose approach ghosts wandring here and there…

— William Shakespeare

I have almost forgotten the taste of fears: The time has been, my senses would have cool’d to hear a night-shriek; and…

— William Shakespeare

Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait, His day's hot task hath ended in the west: The owl, night's herald, shrieks-'tis very…

— William Shakespeare

Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us gold; methinks…

— William Shakespeare

These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights…

— William Shakespeare

Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights,…

— William Shakespeare

When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me…

— William Shakespeare

My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is…

— William Shakespeare

If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumbered here While these visions did…

— William Shakespeare

Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without…

— William Shakespeare

Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance…

— William Shakespeare

If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound,…

— William Shakespeare

Through the forest have I gone. But Athenian found I none, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring…

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Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey…

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Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the…

— William Shakespeare

As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most…

— William Shakespeare

Hung be the heavens with black! Yield, day, to night!

— William Shakespeare

This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen.

— William Shakespeare