My long sickness Of health and living now begins to mend, And nothing brings me all things. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have I thought long to see this morning’s face, And doth it give me such a sight as this? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, a kiss Long as my exile, sweet as my revenge! Now, by the jealous queen of heaven, that kiss I carried… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shall I compare thee to a summer day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate... When in eternal lines to time thou… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I long to hear the story of your life, which must captivate the ear strangely. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come now, what masques, what dances shall we have To wear away this long age of three hours Between our after-supper and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The setting sun, and the music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in rememberance more… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's rosemary and rue. These keep Seeming and savor all the winter long. Grace and remembrance be to you. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Live loath'd and long, Most smiling, smooth, detested parasites, Courteous destroyers, affable wolves, meek bears, You fools of fortune, trencher friends, time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O gentlemen, the time of life is short! To spend that shortness basely were too long, If life did ride upon a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long / To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now, by the world, it is a lusty wench; I love her ten times more than e'er I did: O, how I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have been long a sleeper; but I trust My absence doth neglect no great design Which by my presence might have… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
the time of life is short; To spend that shortness basely were too long. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How slow This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, Like to a stepdame, or a dowager, Long withering out a young… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. — 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
