Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands. Curtsied when you have and kissed The wild waves whist, Foot is featly… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring [making music] to the… — william shakespeare Copy Share Image
I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one, Sings this to thee: 'thou single wilt prove none.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude… — 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
![“There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring [making music] to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close us in, we cannot hear it.” quote by william shakespeare](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/db8/william-shakespeare-4_body_there-s-not-the-smallest-orb-which-thou_729666.jpg)
