I can counterfeit the deep tragedian; Speak and look back, and pry on every side, Tremble and start, at wagging of a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit; All with me's meet that I can fashion fit. — 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
I can get no remedy against this consumption of the purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out, but the disease is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For such things as you, I can scarce think there's any, ye're so slight. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If he be so resolved, I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear That unicorns may be betrayed with trees And… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A thousand moral paintings I can show That shall demonstrate these quick blows of Fortune's More pregnantly than words. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things. [Act 5, Scene 2] — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Glendower: I can call the spirits from the vasty deep. Hotspur: Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will… — 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