They told me I was everything. 'Tis a lie, I am not ague-proof. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis better using France than trusting France; Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, Which He hath given for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased, The which observed, a man may prophesy,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? Young son, it argues a distemper'd head So soon to bid good morrow to thy… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now all the youth of England are on fire, And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; Now thrive the armorers, and honor's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lies in sweetest bud.… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He's a soldier; and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most? Ha! Not she: nor doth she tempt: but it is I That, lying by… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Go, write it in a martial hand; be curst and brief; it is no matter how witty, so it be eloquent and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers. Away; go. They say there is divinity in odd… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. . . . She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes In… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Through the forest have I gone. But Athenian found I none, On whose eyes I might approve This flower's force in stirring… — 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
