Poins Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““Zwounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me a coward, by the Lord, I'll stab thee.”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.4 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poins
“And you're the biggest coward," I hissed, then caught my breath in my throat as his blade cut deeper. "Don't call me a coward,"… — Jennifer A. Nielsen Copy Share Image
“may God help the coward, for cowardice is of a surety its own punishment.” — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
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“Frighted Jonah trembles, and summoning all his boldness to his face, only looks so much the more a coward.” — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“No need to waste the foolish tear, Or heave the windy sigh: The man had killed the thing he loved, And so he had… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“It wilna end wi' me, Campbell. Slay me, and you'll face my brothers and after them my Muhheconneok kin. You cannae possibly kill us… — Pamela Clare Copy Share Image
“ Coward. She was not! No woman who would refuse the fate her family intended for her and strike off on her own, determined… — Josie Litton 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
