William Shakespeare
Warwickshire

Quotes

11 November 2014
The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day, and at his warning, Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, Th' extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine.
11 November 2014
'Twere good you do so much for charity.
11 November 2014
Be collected. No more amazement. Tell your piteous heart There's no harm done.
11 November 2014
Was ever woman in this humor wooed? Was ever woman in this humor won?
11 November 2014
I saw her hand, she has a leathern hand, A freestone-colored hand. I verily did think That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her hands.
11 November 2014
God defend me from that Welsh fairy, Lest he transform me to a piece of cheese!
11 November 2014
Thus to persist In doing wrong extenuates not wrong, But makes it much more heavy.
11 November 2014
As in a theatre the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious, Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on gentle Richard.
11 November 2014
There's no more valor in that Poins than in a wild duck.
11 November 2014
Let's shake our heads and say, As 'twere a knell unto our master's fortunes, We have seen better days.

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