A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The wound of peace is surety, Surety secure; but modest doubt is called The beacon of the wise, the tent that searches… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort Courteous;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For what is wedlock forced but a hell, An age of discord and continual strife? Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss, And is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I am asham'd that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But Montague is bound as well as I, In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, For men so old as… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Ladies, you deserve To have a temple built you: all the swords In Italy, and her confederate arms, Could not have made… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What would you have? Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it Without a prompter.—” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“what? drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate Hell, all Montagues, and thee” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is excellent / To have a giant's strenght / But it is tyrannous / To use it like a giant (Isabella) — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Caesar. Nor heaven nor earth have been at peace to-night. Thrice” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Set we forward; let A Roman and a British ensign wave Friendly together. So through Lud's town march, And in the temple… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I speak of peace, while covert enmity under the smile of safety wounds the world — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If ever you disturb our streets again, 98 Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The time of universal peace is near. Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nooked world Shall bear the olive freely. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I prithee gentle friend, Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passions, sway In this uncivil and unjust extent Against thy peace. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead! In peace there's nothing… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, Her ashes new-create another… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Let me have war, say I: it exceeds peace as far as day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The language I have learnt these forty years, My native English, now I must forgo; And now my tongue's use is to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Gloucester, we have done deeds of charity, made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nay, had I pow'r, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A miracle. Here's our own hands against our hearts. Come, I will have thee, but by this light I take thee for… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
So shaken as we are, so wan with care, Find we a time for frighted peace to pant And breathe short-winded accents… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If it be honor in your wars to seem The same you are not,--which, for your best ends, You adopt your policy--how… — 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
