Haply a woman's voice may do some good When articles too nicely urged be stood on. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low:… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Journeys end in lovers' meeting; every wise man's son doth know — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“The sauce to meat is ceremony; Meeting were bare without it.” — 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
