And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that commends me to mine own content Commends me to the thing I cannot get. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When a wise man gives thee better counsel, give me mine again. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn but I shall have my pocket picked? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; Take honour from me, and my life is done. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This thing of darkness I acknowlege mine. There is nothing more confining than the prison we don't know we are in. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar; and't shall go hard But I will delve one… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
She is mine own, And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My brain more busy than the labouring spider Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How many a holy and obsequious tear hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye, as interest of the dead! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray thee cease thy counsel, Which falls into mine ears as profitless as water in a sieve. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, My self I'll forfeit,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My will enkindled by mine eyes and ears, Two traded pilots 'twixt the dangerous shores Of will and judgment. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him and might not spend them… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My dear, dear Lord, The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away Men are but gilded loan or painted… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is thyself, mine own self's better part; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; My food, my fortune, and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I do love My country's good with a respect more tender, More holy and profound, then mine own life, My dear wife's… — 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… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If you shall marry, You give away this hand, and this is mine; You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But indeed an old religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was in his youth an inland man; one that… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As I hope For quiet days, fair issue, and long life, With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den, The most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now my charms are all o'erthrown, And what strength I have's mine own, Which is most faint: now, 'tis true, Or sent… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The trust I have is in mine innocence, and therefore am I bold and resolute. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give me a staff of honor for mine age, But not a sceptre to control the world. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My business was great, and in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I will be master of what is mine own: She is my goods, my chattels; she is my house, My household stuff,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Mine honor is my life, both grow in one. Take honor from me, and my life is done. Then, dear my liege,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian- Whose inward pinches therefore are most… — 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
