King Quotes by William Shakespeare

If you be King, why should not I succeed?

— William Shakespeare

For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.

— William Shakespeare

O King, believe not this hard-hearted man!

— William Shakespeare

In sleep a king, but, waking, no such matter

— William Shakespeare

O King, be loyal to the royal within you.

— William Shakespeare

For a quart of Ale is a meal for a King.

— William Shakespeare

A king of infinite space

— William Shakespeare

My crown is in my heart, not on my head.

— William Shakespeare

Though I be but prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy.

— William Shakespeare

Now if these men do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king who led them to it.

— William Shakespeare

If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me.

— William Shakespeare

There's such divinity doth hedge a king That treason can but peep to what it would.

— William Shakespeare

though I be but the prince of Wales, yet I am king of courtesy

— William Shakespeare

The presence of a king engenders love Amongst his subjects, and his royal friends.

— William Shakespeare

The king hath note of all that they intend, by interception which they dream not of.

— William Shakespeare

You may my Glories and my State depose, But not my Griefes; still am I King of those.

— William Shakespeare

O God, I could be bound in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space – were it not that…

— William Shakespeare

“My Crown is in my heart, not on my head: Not deck'd with Diamonds, and Indian stones: Nor to be seen: my…

— William Shakespeare

Princes have but their titles for their glories, An outward honor for an inward toil; And, for unfelt imaginations, They often feel…

— William Shakespeare

A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by, and then his state Empties itself, as dot an inland…

— William Shakespeare

My crown is in my heart, not on my head; not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, nor to be seen: my…

— William Shakespeare

Crowns have their compass-length of days their date- Triumphs their tomb-felicity, her fate- Of nought but earth can earth make us partaker,…

— William Shakespeare

They do not abuse the king that flatter him. For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is…

— William Shakespeare

So doth the greater glory dim the less: A substitute shines brightly as a king Until a king be by.

— William Shakespeare

“It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes…

— William Shakespeare

“Ay, sir, that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the…

— William Shakespeare

“But I have none: the king-becoming graces, As justice, verity, temperance, stableness, Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I have…

— William Shakespeare

The king-becoming graces, As justice, verity, temp'rance, stableness, Bounty, perseverance, mercy, lowliness, Devotion, patience, courage, fortitude, I have no relish of them,…

— William Shakespeare

Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the…

— William Shakespeare

Time is the king of men.

— William Shakespeare

The king's name is a tower of strength.

— William Shakespeare

His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage.

— William Shakespeare

You may my glories and my state depose, But not my griefs; still am I king of those.

— William Shakespeare

'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay. The bay trees in our country are all wither'd.

— William Shakespeare

There's such divinity doth hedge a king. That treason doth but peep to what it would.

— William Shakespeare

My crown is called content, a crown that seldom kings enjoy.

— William Shakespeare

What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save…

— William Shakespeare

There's such divinity doth hedge a king That treason can but peep to what it would, Acts little of his will.

— William Shakespeare