I think thy horse will sooner con an oration than thou learn a prayer without book. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
To this urn let those repair That are either true or fair; For these dead birds sigh a prayer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Watch tonight, pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Let me say amen betimes lest the devil cross my prayer, for here he comes in the likeness of a Jew. — 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, I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
If yon bethink yourself of any crime Unreconcil'd as yet to heaven and grace, Solicit for it straight. — 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
I do not know What kind of my obedience I should tender. More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers Are… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We do pray for mercy, and that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Can no prayers pierce thee? SHYLOCK: No, none that thou hast wit enough to make.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
After life's fitful fever he sleeps well. Treason has done his worst. Nor steel nor poison, malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing can… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I, sir, am Dromio; command him away. I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Bow, stubborn knees, and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All many be well. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good; so find we profit… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What if this cursed hand were thicker than itself with brother's blood, is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O my good lord, that comfort comes too late, 'Tis like a pardon after execution. That gentle physic, given in time, had… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I could be well moved, if I were as you; If I could pray to move, prayers would move me: But I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
His worst fault is, he's given to prayer; he is something peevish that way. — 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