A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your dispositions to be married" It is an honor that I dream not of — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
it is my lady! *sighs* o, it is my love! o, that she knew she were! she speaks, yet she sais nothing.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Affliction is enamoured of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Blind is his love and best befits the dark- Benvolio (in Romeo and Juliet) — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From the world-wearied flesh — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, And, in strong proff of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For naught so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give ... — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. — 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
“O shut the door! and when thou hast done so, Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help!” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is my soul that calls upon my name; How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears!… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn… — 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
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
