“ Do not forever with thy vailed lidsSeek for thy noble father in the dust.Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die,Passing though nature to eternity. William Shakespeare
“ My particular grief Is of so flood-gate and o'erbearing nature That it engluts and swallows other sorrows, And it is still itself. William Shakespeare
“ Have I thought long to see this morning’s face,And doth it give me such a sight as this? William Shakespeare
“ This tune goes manly.Come, go we to the King. Our power is ready;Our lack is nothing but our leave. MacbethIs ripe for shaking, and the powers abovePut on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may… William Shakespeare
“ To move wild laughter in the throat of death? It cannot be, it is impossible: Mirth cannot move a soul in agony. William Shakespeare
“ If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,When other petty griefs have done their spite,But in the onset come: so shall I tasteAt first the very worst of fortune’s might;And other strains of woe, wh… William Shakespeare
“ Whate'er I read to her. I'll plead for youAs for my patron, stand you so assured,As firmly as yourself were in still place - Yea, and perhaps with more successful wordsThan you, unless you were a scho… William Shakespeare
“ ...speak to me as to thy thinkingAs thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughtsThe worst of words... William Shakespeare
“ O, let my books be then the eloquenceAnd dumb presagers of my speaking breast;Who plead for love, and look for recompense,More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.O, learn to read what sile… William Shakespeare
“ O that a man might knowThe end of this day's business ere it come!But it sufficeth that the day will endAnd then the end is known. William Shakespeare
“ Then the liars and swearers are fools, for there are liars and swearers enough to beat the honest men and hang up them. William Shakespeare
“ The tender spring upon thy tempting lipShows thee unripe; yet mayst thou well be tasted:Make use of time, let not advantage slip;Beauty within itself should not be wasted:Fair flowers that are not gat… William Shakespeare
“ He eats nothing but doves, love, and that breeds hot blood, and hot blood beget hot thoughts, and hot thoughts beget hot deeds, and hot deeds is love. William Shakespeare
