Loses Quotes by William Shakespeare

What e'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of…

— William Shakespeare

Take heed, dear heart, of this large privilege; The hardest knife ill-used doth lose his edge.

— William Shakespeare

Then know, that I have little wealth to lose. A man I am, crossed with adversity; My riches are these poor habiliments,…

— William Shakespeare

What to ourselves in passion we propose, The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.

— William Shakespeare

Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

— William Shakespeare

Ruin has taught me to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which…

— William Shakespeare

Direct not him whose way himself will choose; 'Tis breath not lack'st, and that breath wilt thou lose.

— William Shakespeare

I would not lose so great an honor As one man more methinks would share with me For the best hope I…

— William Shakespeare

We must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.

— William Shakespeare

Sweets grown common lose their dear delight.

— William Shakespeare

Be advised; Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself: we may outrun, By violent swiftness,…

— William Shakespeare

We may outrun By violent swiftness And lose by over-running.

— William Shakespeare

The bay-trees in our country are all withered, And meteors fright the fixèd stars of heaven. The pale-faced moon looks bloody on…

— William Shakespeare

Reason thus with life: If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep.

— William Shakespeare

Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. Now am I dead, Now am I fled; My soul is in the sky: Tongue, lose…

— William Shakespeare

But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of…

— William Shakespeare

Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.

— William Shakespeare

If I lose my honor, I lose myself: better I were not yours Than yours so branchless.

— William Shakespeare