A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us; His dew falls everywhere. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes: Some falls are means the happier to arise — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now the fair goddess, Fortune, Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms Misguide thy opposers' swords! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fall Greeks; fail fame; honour or go or stay; My major vow lies here, this I'll obey. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When clouds are seen wise men put on their cloaks; When great leaves fall then winter is at hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Men so noble, However faulty, yet should find respect For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty To load a falling man. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The benediction of these covering heavens Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthy To inlay heaven with stars. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Some run from brakes of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Prosperina, For the flowers now that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon; daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O how wretched is that poor man that hangs on princes favors! There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing; To his music, plants… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown… — 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
