Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, headstrong liberty is lashed with woe. There's nothing situate under heaven's eye But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thus can the demigod Authority Make us pay down for our offense by weight The words of heaven; on whom it will,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Heaven would that she these gifts should have, and I to live and die her slave. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple Hell? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test; here, afore heaven, I ratify… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; Whilst, like a puff'd and reckless… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do repent; but heaven hath pleas'd it so To punish me with this, and this with me, That I must be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The heavens forbid But that our loves and comforts should increase Even as our days do grow! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Merciful heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splits the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle; but man,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O heaven! that one might read the book of fate, and see the revolution of the times. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; With them forgive yourself. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound,… — 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
