No … holy father, throw away that thought. Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy writ. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Holy, fair, and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Who is Silvia What is she, That all our swains commend her Holy, fair, and wise is she. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So holy and so perfect is my love, And I in such a poverty of grace, That I shall think it a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do love My country's good with a respect more tender, More holy and profound, then mine own life, My dear wife's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And thus I clothe my naked villainy With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ; And seem a saint, when most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul producing holy witness Is like a villain with a smiling cheek,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do not know What kind of my obedience I should tender. More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers Are… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If you did wed my sister for her wealth, Then for her wealth's sake use her with more kindness; Or, if you… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow. Come, mourn with me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When holy and devout religious men are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; so sweet is zealous contemplation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Under the colour of commending him I have access my own love to prefer; But Silvia is too fair, too true, too… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown When judges have been babes; great floods have flown From simple sources, and great… — 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
