Do you know me, my lord?' Excellent well. You are a fishmonger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Macbeth: How does your patient, doctor? Doctor: Not so sick, my lord, as she is troubled with thick-coming fancies that keep her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, my lord, You said that idle weeds are fast in growth: The prince my brother hath outgrown me far. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, That would reduce these bloody days again And make poor England weep in streams of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good Lord, for alliance! Thus goes every one to the world but I, and I am sunburnt; I may sit in a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow. Come, mourn with me… — 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
Lord Bacon told Sir Edward Coke when he was boasting, The less you speak of your greatness, the more shall I think… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
DON PEDRO Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile;… — 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
Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Lord that lends me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Experience teacheth us That resolution 's a sole help at need: And this, my lord, our honour teacheth us, That we be… — 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
Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's little of the melancholy element in her, my lord: she is never sad but when she sleeps; and not ever sad… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love and meekness, lord, Become a churchman better than ambition: Win straying souls with modesty again, Cast none away. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Polonius: Do you know me, my lord? Hamlet: Excellent well. You are a fishmonger. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Captain of our fairy band, Helena is here at hand, And the youth, mistook by me, Pleading for a lover's fee. Shall… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done. — 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