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Dost Thou Quotes by William Shakespeare
- O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!
- Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark.
- Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While…
- But Kate, dost thou understand thus much English? Canst thou love me?" Catherine: "I cannot tell." Henry: "Can any of your neighbours tell, Kate? I'll…
- O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last, And careful hours with Time's deformed hand Have written strange defeatures in my face. But…
- HAMLET [...] we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. Your fat king and your lean beggar is but…
- Dost thou think, because thou art virtuous, there shall be no more cakes and ale?
- Orsino. How dost thou like this tune? Viola. It gives a very echo to the seat Where love is throned.
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- Dost thou wish to receive mercy? Show mercy to thy neighbor. — Saint John Chrysostom
- O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! — William Shakespeare
- But if anything in thy own dispositiongives thee pain, who hinders thee from correcting thy opinion? And even if thou art pained… — Marcus Aurelius
- Why dost thou complain of this world? It detains thee not; thy own cowardice is the cause, if thou livest in pain. — Michel de Montaigne
- Alas, O Lord, to what a state dost Thou bring those who love Thee! — Teresa of Avila
- Dost thou love hawking? Thou hast hawks will soar Above the morning lark. — William Shakespeare
- Mother of light! how fairly dost thou go Over those hoary crests, divinely led! Art thou that huntress of the silver bow… — Thomas Hood
- Thou little bird, thou dweller by the sea, Why takest thou its melancholy voice, And with that boding cry Along the waves… — Richard Henry Dana, Jr.
- Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? — William Blake