Things base and vile, holding no quantity, love can transpose to form and dignity — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, From earth to heaven. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Never anything can be amiss, when simpleness and duty tender it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And therefore is love said to be a child, Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To show our simple skill, That is the true beginning of our end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
