“Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Know thus far forth. By accident most strange, bountiful Fortune, Now my dear lady, hath mine enemies Brought to this shore; and… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fight valiantly to-day; and yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it, for thou art framed of the firm truth… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou art thy mother's glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Methink'st thou art a general offence and every man should beat thee. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As mans ingratitude Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Flesh and blood, You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition, Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian- Whose inward pinches therefore are most… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect, that private men enjoy! And what have kings, that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Dost thou not suspect my place? Dost thou not suspect my years? O that he were here to write me down an… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Tut, dun's the mouse, the constable's own word: If thou art dun, we'll draw thee from the mire Of this sir-reverence love,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason ! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine, Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state, Makes me with thy strength to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“I do believe, induced by potent circumstances That thou art mine enemy.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O good old man, how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness,/ Wherein the...enemy does much.” — 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
