And teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night ... — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyes Would, with themselves, shut up my thoughts... — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To think but nobly of my grandmother: Good wombs have borne bad sons. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not for one repulse, forego the purpose That you resolved to effect. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And by that destiny to perform an act Whereof what's past is prologue, what to come In yours and my discharge. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What win I if I gain the thing I seek? A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy. Who buys a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her)… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service; there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field, Sorrow to the shepherds, woe unto… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The southern wind Doth play the trumpet to his purposes; And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, Foretells a tempest and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you-trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For this, be sure, tonight thou shalt have cramps, Side-stitches that shall pen thy breath up. Urchins Shall forth at vast of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! It is an… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be collected. No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart There's no harm done. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of Our human generation you shall find. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum. — 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
