Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. — 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
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as modest stillness and humility. — 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 war's prize to take all vantages; And ten to one is no impeach of valor. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
'Tis the soldier's life to have their balmy slumbers waked with strife. — 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
I am afeard there are few die well that die in battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood… — 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
“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
Better be with the dead, Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace, Than on the torture of the mind… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
They say, the tongues of dying men Enforce attention, like deep harmony; Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain; For… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank Here we will sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I hold my peace, sir? no; No, I will speak as liberal as the north; Let heaven and men and devils, let… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our… — 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
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
He's a soldier; and for one to say a soldier lies, is stabbing. — 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
“Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet life, and, to be short, what not that's sweet and happy.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A peace is of the nature of a conquest; for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. — 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
“What would you have? Your gentleness shall force More than your force move us to gentleness.” — 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
“Caesar. Nor heaven nor earth have been at peace to-night. Thrice” — 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
“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
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
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“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
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share
“Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon… — William Shakespeare Copy Share
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. — William Shakespeare Copy Share
