William Shakespeare - Night Quotes

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What! is Brutus sick,
And will he steal out of his wholesome bed
To dare the vile contagion of the night?

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Discharge my followers; let them hence away, From Richard's night to Bolingbrooke's fair day.

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This sweaty haste
Doth make the night joint-laborer with the day.

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Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his pent-house lid.
He shall live a man forbid.
Weary se'nnights nine times nine
Shall he dwindle, peak, and pine.

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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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Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose to the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, and in the calmest and most stillest night, with all appliances and means to boot, deny it to a king?

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So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end

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Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds
Do sorely ruffle; for many miles about
There's scarce a bush.

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This is the night
That either makes me or fordoes me quite.

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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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Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!

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Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm; you saw they speak us fair, give us gold; methinks they are such a gentle nation that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, could find in my heart to stay here still and turn witch.

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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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We will meet; and there we may rehearse most obscenely and courageously. Shakespeare, Midsummer Night's Dream. Spoken by Bottom, Act I Sc. 2

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Let me have men about me that are fat;
Sleek-headed men and such as sleep o' nights;
Yond' Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

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But all the story of the night told over,
And all their minds transfigur'd so together,
More witnesseth than fancy's images,
And grows to something of great constancy,
But, howsoever, strange and admirable.

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O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven

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The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity.

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I am thy father's spirit;
Doomed for a certain term to walk the night.

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Then was I as a tree whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, a storm or robbery, call it what you will, shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, and left me bare to weather.

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How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.

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See! Antony, that revels long o' nights,
Is notwithstanding up.

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Come, my coach! Good-night, ladies; good-night, sweet ladies; good-night, good-night.

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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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In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages, long ago betid

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Behold, as may unworthiness define,
A little touch of Harry in the night.

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Oh, I have passed a miserable night, so full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams!

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How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!

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I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine: There sleeps Titania some time of the night, Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight; And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin, Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in.

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