O England! Model to thy inward greatness, like little body with a might heart. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver Our puissance into the hand of God, Putting it straight in expedition. Cheerly to sea;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An arrant traitor as any is in the universal world, or in France, or in England. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now the time is come, That France must veil her lofty-plumed crest, And let her head fall into England's lap. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
An earnest conjuration from the King, As England was his faithful tributary, As love between them like the palm might flourish, As… — 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
