William Shakespeare
Warwickshire

Quotes

11 November 2014
O for breath to utter what is like thee! you tailor's yard, you sheath, you bowcase, you vile standing tuck.
11 November 2014
Seven times tried that judgment is That did never choose amiss. Some there be that shadows kiss, Such have but a shadow's bliss.
11 November 2014
All things that are Are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
11 November 2014
Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace. Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape For thee thrice wider than for other men.
11 November 2014
They say the lady is fair; 'tis a truth, I can bear them witness; and virtuous; so, I cannot reprove it; and wise, but for loving me. By my troth, it is no addition to her wit, nor no great argument of her folly, for I will be horribly in love with her.
11 November 2014
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily; If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news By playing it to me with so sour a face.
11 November 2014
Where should this music be? I' th' air, or th' earth? It sounds no more.
11 November 2014
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath, I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
11 November 2014
I will weep for thee, For this revolt of thine methinks is like Another fall of man.
11 November 2014
Never since the middle summer's spring Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By pavèd fountain or by rushy brook, Or in the beachèd margent of the sea To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

6/13/2021 3:03:09 AM # 1.0.0.621