Lechery, lechery; still, wars and lechery: nothing else holds fashion. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours, Let's not confound the time with conference harsh.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When you do dance, I wish you a wave o' the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So holy and so perfect is my love, And I in such a poverty of grace, That I shall think it a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“there's no remedy; 'tis the curse of service, Preferment goes by letter and affection, And not by old gradation, where each second… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This the curse of service: Preferment goes by letter and affection, and not by old gradation, where each second stood heir to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange That even our loves should with our fortunes change, For 'tis a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Tut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word: If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire Of this sir-reverence love,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is none of my uncle's marks upon you; he taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“They are but beggars that can count their worth; But my true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“This is the very ecstasy of love, Whose violent property fordoes itself And leads the will to desperate undertakings As oft as… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I know not love' quoth he, 'nor will not know it, Unless it be a boar, and then I chase it. 'Tis… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Let not my love be called idolatry, Nor my beloved as an idol show, Since all alike my songs and praises be… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands, Arrested by the holy close of lips, Strength'ned… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I do believe you think what now you speak, but what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all, What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oh, thou did'st then ne'er love so heartily. If thou rememb'rest not the slightest folly That ever love did make thee run… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Is it but this,—a tardiness in nature Which often leaves the history unspoke That it intends to do? My lord of Burgundy,… — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
