William Shakespeare - Death Quotes

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The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.

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Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.

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My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.

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A man can die but once; we owe God a death.

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Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn,...

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The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature is a paradise
To what we fear of death.

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Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,
And look on death itself! up, up, and see
The great doom's image!

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They are the abstracts and brief chronicles of the time: after your death you were better have a bad epitaph than their ill report while you live.

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In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.

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My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in thee time's furrows I behold, Then look I death my days should expiate.

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I am a tainted wether of the flock,
Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit
Drops earliest to the ground.

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Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl toward death.

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Falstaff sweats to death And lards the lean earth as he walks along.

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Lord, Lord! methought what pain it was to drown: What dreadful noise of water in mine ears! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wracks; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon.

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Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate,
That Time will come and take my love away.
This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.

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But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. O! I could prophesy, But that the earthy and cold hand of death Lies on my tongue.

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Do not speak like a death's-head, do not bid me remember mine end.

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The most lamentable comedy, and most cruel death of Pyramus and Thisby.

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To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life: let it come on.

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A stone is soft as wax, tribunes more hard than stones.
A stone is silent and offendeth not,
And tribunes with their tongues doom men to death.

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To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come...

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My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, the physician to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, which physic did except.

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Ay me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. But, either it was different in blood,- Or else it stood upon the choice of friends,- Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it.

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And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again? No, no, he is dead, Go to thy death bed: He will never come again.

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Set honor in one eye and death i' the other, And I will look on both indifferently.

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There is no sure foundation set on blood,
No certain life achiev'd by others' death.

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No cataplasm so rare, Collected from all simples that have virtue Under the moon, can save the thing from death.

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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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I would to God my name were not so terrible to the enemy as it is: I were better to be eaten to death with rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

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In this point All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic After his patient's death.

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