William Shakespeare Quotes
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You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound.
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This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.
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Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school.
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Give me a bowl of wine, In this I bury all unkindness.
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Hereditary sloth instructs me.
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Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her gallèd eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!
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O, let my books be then the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, Who plead for love, and look for recompense, More than that tongue that more hath more expressed.
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The southern wind Doth play the trumpet to his purposes; And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, Foretells a tempest and a blustering day.
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As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
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O, that our fathers would applause our loves, To seal our happiness with hteir consents!
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Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.
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Do not banish reason for inequality; but let your reason serve to make the truth appear where it seems hid, and hide the false seems true.
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A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee.
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Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.
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Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it.
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The third day comes a frost, a killing frost.
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When I waked, I cried to dream again
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But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamped, and want love's majesty To strut before a wanton ambling nymph.
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Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind.
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Give to a gracious message An host of tongues, but let ill tidings tell Themselves when they be felt.
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Well, if Fortune be a woman, she's a good wench for this gear.
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A good leg will fall; a straight back will stoop; a black beard will turn white; a curl'd pate will grow bald; a fair face will wither; a full eye will wax hollow: but a good heart, Kate, is the sun and the moon; or, rather, the sun, and not the moon, — for it shines bright, and never changes, but keeps his course truly.
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No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself, But by reflection, by some other things.
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Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.