No, no; 'tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To show an unfelt sorrow is an office Which the false man does easy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centre Observe degree, priority, and place, Insisture, course, proportion, season, form, Office, and custom, in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally, I would… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fairies, black, grey, green, and white, You moonshine revellers, and shades of night, You orphan heirs of fixed destiny, Attend your office… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To offend and judge are distinct offices, And of opposed natures. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let none presume To wear an undeserved dignity. O that estates, degrees, and offices Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honour… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Wolves and bears, they say, casting their savagery aside, have done like offices of pity. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“All things that we ordained festival, Turn from their office to black funeral; Our instruments to melancholy bells, Our wedding cheer to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements,… — 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
