This rough magicI here abjure, and, when I have requiredSome heavenly music, which even now I do,To work mine end upon their senses thatThis airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,Bury it certain fath...
Then must you speakOf one that loved not wisely but too well,Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought,Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand,Like the base Indian, threw a pearl awayRicher tha...
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometimes too hot the eye o...
Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.
Oh, I am fortune's fool!
No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en
No legacy is so rich as honesty.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano!
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!Here will we sit and let the sounds of musicCreep in our ears: soft stillness and the nightBecome the touches of sweet harmony.Sit, Jessica. Look how the...
For some must watch, while some must sleep So runs the world away
Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream
And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.
And thus I clothe my naked villainyWith odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ;And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
And why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish'd from myself And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
There's villainous news abroad.
At little more than kin and less than kind.