Wind Quotes by William Shakespeare

If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death!

— William Shakespeare

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.

— William Shakespeare

Ring the alarum-bell! Blow, wind! come, wrack! At least we'll die with harness on our back.

— William Shakespeare

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.

— William Shakespeare

Thou shalt be free As mountain winds: but then exactly do All points of my command.

— William Shakespeare

Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.

— William Shakespeare

So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face' too roughly.

— William Shakespeare

Vice repeated is like the wandering wind, blows dust in others' eyes to spread itself.

— William Shakespeare

A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; But that's all one, our play is…

— William Shakespeare

Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about There's scarce a bush.

— William Shakespeare

The moon shines bright. In such a night as this. When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees and they did…

— William Shakespeare

What should we speak of When we are old as you? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December?…

— William Shakespeare

I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please, for so fools have.

— William Shakespeare

But when I came, alas, to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For…

— William Shakespeare

There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as…

— William Shakespeare

Ships are but boards, sailors but men; there be land-rats and water-rats, water-thieves and land-thieves, I mean pirates, and thenthere is the…

— William Shakespeare

These are the forgeries of jealousy; And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,…

— William Shakespeare

I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a…

— William Shakespeare

If there were reason for these miseries, then into limits could I bind my woes. If the winds rages, doth not the…

— William Shakespeare

Have you not a moist eye, a dry hand, a yellow cheek, a white beard, a decreasing leg, an increasing belly? Is…

— William Shakespeare

Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,…

— William Shakespeare

Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion…

— William Shakespeare

Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams Driving back shadows over low'ring hills. Therefore do…

— William Shakespeare

When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, Threatening the welkin…

— William Shakespeare

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our teeples, drowned the cocks!…

— William Shakespeare

Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the…

— William Shakespeare

Think you a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard lions roar? Have I not heard…

— William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds…

— William Shakespeare

Behold the threaden sails, Borne with the invisible and creeping wind, Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea, Breasting the lofty…

— William Shakespeare

When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, Threatening the welkin…

— William Shakespeare

Sits the wind in that corner?

— William Shakespeare

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.

— William Shakespeare

I am a feather for each wind that blows

— William Shakespeare

What fates impose, that men must needs abide; it boots not to resist both wind and tide.

— William Shakespeare

I heard a bustling rumor like a fray, And the wind blows it from the Capitol.

— William Shakespeare

Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty.

— William Shakespeare

You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.

— William Shakespeare

Robust grass endures mighty winds; loyal ministers emerge through ordeal.

— William Shakespeare

Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.

— William Shakespeare

...Vaulted with such ease into his seat, As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery…

— William Shakespeare