William Shakespeare - Day Quotes

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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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The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea.

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Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done.

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O, I have pass'd a miserable night,
So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams,
That, as I am a Christian faithful man,
I would not spend another such a night,
Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days.

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Affliction may one day smile again; and till then, sit thee down, sorrow!

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See the minutes, how they run,
How many make the hour full complete;
How many hours bring about the day;
How many days will finish up the year;
How many years a mortal man may live.

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The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape,
In forms imaginary, th' unguided days
And rotten times that you shall look upon
When I am sleeping with my ancestors.

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As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue, and long life,
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration,
When I shall think or Phoebus' steeds are founder'd
Or Night kept chain'd below.

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The day will come that thou shalt wish for me To help thee curse this pois'nous bunch-back'd toad.

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I must dance barefoot on her wedding day,
And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.

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My salad days,
When I was green in judgment, cold in blood,
To say as I said then!

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Sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud;
And after summer evermore succeeds Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold:
So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.

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Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.

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Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, meeting the check of such another day.

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Yon grey lines
That fret the clouds are messengers of day.

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But shall we wear these glories for a day? Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?

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When thou cam'st first, Thou strok'st me and made much of me; wouldst give me Water with berries in't; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night; and then I loved thee And showed thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.

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And all this day an unaccustomed spirit lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts.

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The time of universal peace is near.
Prove this a prosp'rous day, the three-nooked world
Shall bear the olive freely.

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Expect Saint Martin's summer, halcyon days.

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The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the lated traveller apace
To gain the timely inn.

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Day doth daily draw my sorrow's longer,
And night doth nightly make grief's length seem longer.

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Farewell, a long farewell to all my greatness! This is the state of man: today he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, tomorrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him: The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And - when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening - nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.

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Unarm, Eros; the long day's task is done,
And we must sleep.

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Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.

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But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wip'd a tear, And know what 'tis to pity, and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be.

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Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
That would reduce these bloody days again
And make poor England weep in streams of blood!
Let them not live to taste this land's increase
That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!
Now civil wounds are stopped, peace lives again:
That she may long live here, God say amen!

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This battle fares like to the morning's war,
When dying clouds contend with growing light,
What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails,
Can neither call it perfect day nor night.

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Shall pack-horses,
And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia,
Which cannot go but thirty miles a day,
Compare with Caesars …?
Let the welkin roar.

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Pyramus is a sweet-faced man; a proper man, as one shall see in a summer's day.

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