William Shakespeare Quotes

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My father had a daughter loved a man,
As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman,
I should your lordship.

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Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know.

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And since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of.

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A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with light weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.

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When devils will the blackest sins put on They do suggest at first with heavenly shows

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Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.

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Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

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Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.

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Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return,
To plague the inventor.

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I thought thy bride-bed to have deck'd, sweet maid, And not have strew'd thy grave.

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Delivers in such apt and gracious words that aged ears play truant at his tales; And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

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Chief Justice: God send the prince a better companion!
Falstaff: God send the companion a better prince!

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All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.

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Out of my lean and low ability
I'll lend you something.

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Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.

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Truth's a dog must to kennel; he must be whipped out when Lady the brach may stand by the fire and stink.

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Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia,
The gods themselves throw incense.

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There's fennel for you, and columbines; there's rue for you; and here's some for me; we may call it herb of grace o' Sundays. O! you must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died. They say he made a good end,— For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

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O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.

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Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water.

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Their manners are more gentle, kind, than of our generation you shall find.

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I was too young that time to value her, But now I know her. If she be a traitor, Why, so am I. We still have slept together, Rose at an instant, learned, played, eat together, And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Still we went coupled and inseparable.

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Hear you this Triton of the minnows? mark you
His absolute 'shall'?

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By telling of it,
Made such a sinner of his memory,
To credit his own lie.

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Find out the cause of this effect,
Or rather say, the cause of this defect,
For this effect defective comes by cause.

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I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth.

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But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?

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Banquo: Go not my horse the better,
I must become a borrower of the night
For a dark hour or twain.

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Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy.

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Their understanding
Begins to swell and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy.

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