O no, thy love though much, is not so great, It is my love that keeps mine eye awake, Mine own true… — 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
If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms. — 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
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
I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching. — 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
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 understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And all my mother came into mine eyes And gave me up to tears. — 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
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
I have trod a measure, I have flattered a lady, I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy — 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 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
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
Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What power is it which mounts my love so high, that makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye — 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
