William Shakespeare
Warwickshire
William Shakespeare
Warwickshire
Quotes
11 November 2014
You lack the season of all natures, sleep.
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11 November 2014
I am not prone to weeping, as our sex
Commonly are, the want of which vain dew
Perchance shall dry your pities; but I have
That honorable grief lodged here which burns
Worse than tears drown.
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11 November 2014
Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs
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Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,
Under the canopies of costly state,
And lulled with sound of sweetest melody?
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11 November 2014
Good fortune then!
To make me blest or cursed'st among men.
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11 November 2014
'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream
That can entame my spirits to your worship.
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11 November 2014
His tears run down his beard like winter's drops
From eaves of reeds.
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11 November 2014
When Caesar says, "Do this," it is performed.
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11 November 2014
Merciful powers,
Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature
Gives way to in repose!
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11 November 2014
If we shall stand still
In fear our motion will be mocked or carped at,
We should take root here where we sit, or sit
State-statues only.
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11 November 2014
Can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France? Or may we cram
Within this wooden O the very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
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