Every subject's duty is the Kings, but every subject's soul is his own. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I count myself in nothing else so happy as in a soul remembering my good Friends — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good name in man and woman is the immediate jewel of their souls. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die! -Posthumus Leonatus Act V, Scene V — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange that sheep's guts could hail souls out of men's bodies? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I shall despair. There is no creature loves me; And if I die no soul will pity me: And wherefore should they,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly at your service — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Truly the souls of men are full of dread: Ye cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily and full… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Ceremony, show me but thy worth? What is thy soul of adoration? Art thou aught else but place, degree, and form,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God, My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house; Write loyal cantons of contemned love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul that, struggling to be free, art more engaged! Help, angels! Make… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! a brave vessel (Who had no doubt some noble creature in her)… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard, and many a time Th' harmony of their tongues hath into bondage… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash;… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My story starts at sea, a perilous voyage to an unknown land. A shipwreck. The wild waters roar and heave. The brave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You have dancing shoes with nimble soles. I have a soul of lead. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Is it not strange, that sheep's guts should hale souls out of men's bodies! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I stalk about her door, like a strange soul upon the Stygian banks staying for waftage. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You told a lie, an odious damned lie; Upon my soul, a lie, a wicked lie. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul will pity me. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It is my soul that calls upon my name; How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears!… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with light weight… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I have a kind soul that would give you thanks. And knows not how to do it but with tears. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thus I die. Thus, thus, thus. Now I am dead, Now I am fled, My soul is in the sky. Tongue, lose… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Had it pleas'd heaven To try me with affliction * * * I should have found in some place of my soul… — 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
