A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, Quoted, and sign'd, to do a deed of shame. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hand. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis much when sceptres are in children's hands, But more when envy breeds unkind division: There comes the ruin, there begins confusion. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I hold it cowardice To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I will not trust you, I, Nor longer stay in your curst company. Your hands than mine are quicker for a fray,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Will Fortune never come with both hands full, But write her fair words still in foulest terms? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That we would do We should do when we would, for this 'would' changes, And hath abatements and delays as many As… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If you shall marry, You give away this hand, and this is mine; You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Your face, my thane, is as a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands. Curtsied when you have and kissed The wild waves whist, Foot is featly… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the North; he that kills me some six or seven dozen of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair: The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What's more to do, Which would be planted newly with the time, As calling home our exiled friends abroad That fled the… — 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
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumbered here While these visions did… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? ...If you poison us, do we not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, - Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,Blood and revenge are hammering in my head. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, let me kiss that hand! KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. — 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
