This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a foolish extravagant spirit full of forms, figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Were half to half the world by the ears and he Upon my party, I'ld revolt to make Only my wars with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Oh God! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What our contempt often hurls from us, We wish it our again; the present pleasure, By revolution lowering, does become The opposite… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O heaven! that one might read the book of fate, and see the revolution of the times. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The blood of youth burns not with such excess as gravity's revolt to wantonness. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Nor aught so good but strained from that fair use, Revolts from true birth stumbling on abuse. — 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
