“Well, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband. BEATRICE Not till God make men of some other… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,… — 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
Come my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She speaks poniards, and every word stabs: if her breath were as terrible as her terminations, there were no living near her;… — 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 Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
