Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, let me kiss that hand! KING LEAR: Let me wipe it first; it smells of mortality. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The king hath note of all that they intend, by interception which they dream not of. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The presence of a king engenders love Amongst his subjects, and his royal friends. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape; back- wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong Can tie… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time, whose millioned accidents creep in betwixt vows, and change decrees of kings, tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharpest intents, divert strong… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The color of the king doth come and go, Between his purpose and his conscience, Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-Paradise. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time's the king of men; he's both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury, You may partake of any thing we say: We speak no treason, man; we say… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground, and tell sad stories of the death of kings... All murdered; for within… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
in that small [time] most greatly lived this star of England: Fortune made his sword, By which the world's best garden he… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian- Whose inward pinches therefore are most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons, Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thus play I in one person many people, And none contented: sometimes am I king; Then treasons make me wish myself a… — 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
Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
HAMLET [...] we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised! Thee and thy virtues here I seize… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
King Henry: But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, And what a pitch she flew above the rest! To see… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Besides, our nearness to the King in love Is near the hate of those love not the King. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Strong reasons make strong actions let us go If you say ay, the king will not say no. — 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