Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.(IAGO,ActI,SceneI) — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Death is my son-in-law. Death is my heir. My daughter he hath wedded. I will die, And leave him all. Life, living,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou hast her, France; let her be thine, for we Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see That face of hers… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised! Thee and thy virtues here I seize… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I never heard a passion so confused, So strange, outrageous, and so variable, As the dog Jew did utter in the streets:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The Dear father Would with his daughter speak, commands her service; Are they inform'd of this? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed by… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much To bear it tamely; touch… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He says, he loves my daughter; I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water, as he'll stand and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And in thy best consideration check This hideous rashness. Answer my life my judgement Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least,… — 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
