Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;
Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart,
That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious
To have mistrusted her.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Cymbeline (Cymbeline at V, v)
If he be so resolved,
I can o'ersway him; for he loves to hear
That unicorns may be betrayed with trees
And bears with glasses, elephants with holes,
Lions with toils, and men with flatterers,
He says he does, being then most flattered.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Julius Caesar (Decius at II, i)
No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en.
In brief, sir, study what you most effect.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Taming of the Shrew (Tranio at I, i)
From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leapt with him;
Yet nor the lays of birds, not the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odor and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Sonnet XCVIII
So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition--
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;
Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to one, and crowned with one crest.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: A Midsummer Night's Dream (Helena at III, ii)
O, how wretched
Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favors!
There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs and fears than wars or women have;
And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Wolsey at III, ii)
Every subject's duty is the king's, but every subject's soul is
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Life of King Henry the Fifth (King Henry at IV, i)
This was the noblest Roman of them all.
All the conspirators save only he
Did that they did in envy of great Caesar;
He, only in a general honest thought
And common good to all, made one of them.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Julius Caesar (Antony at V, v)
Thou know'st, great son,
The end of war's uncertain, but this certain,
That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit
Which thou shalt thereby reap is such a name
Whose repetition will be dogged with curses,
Whose chronicle thus writ: 'The man was noble,
But with his last attempt he wiped it out,
Destroyed his country; and his name remains
To th' ensuing age abhorred,' Speak to me son.
Thou hast affected the fine strains of honor,
To imitate the graces of the gods;
To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o' th' air,
And yet to change thy sulphur with a bolt
That should rive an oak.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Coriolanus (Volumnia at V, iii)
Supposition all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherished and locked up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: King Henry the Fourth, Part I (Worcester at V, ii)
Men so noble,
However faulty, yet should find respect
For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty
To load a falling man.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Life of King Henry the Eighth (Cromwell at V, iii)
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight,
The cuckoo then, on every tree,
Mocks married men: for thus sings he, Cuckoo;
Cuckoo, cuckoo: O, word of fear,
Unpleasing to a married ear!
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Love's Labor's Lost (Spring at V, ii)
Methinks I am a prophet new inspired
And thus, expiring, do foretell of him:
His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last,
For violent fires soon burn out themselves;
Small show'rs last long, but sudden storms are short;
He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;
With eager feeding doth choke the feeder;
Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,
Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Second (Gaunt at II, i)
The private wound is deepest. O time most accurst,
'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Two Gentlemen of Verona (Valentine at V, iv)
This was the most unkindest cut of all;
For when the noble Caesar saw him stab,
Ingratitude, more strong than traitor's arms,
Quite vanquished him. Then burst his mighty heart;
And in his mantle muffling up his face,
Even at the base of Pompey's statue
(Which all the while ran blood) great Caesar fell.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Julius Caesar (Antony at III, ii)
Mort de ma vie! all is confounded, all!
Reproach and everlasting shame
Sits mocking in our plumes.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Life of King Henry the Fifth (Dauphin at IV, v)
What, shall one of us,
That struck for the foremost man of all this world
But for supporting robbers--shall we now
Contaminate our fingers with base bribes,
And sell the mighty space of our large honors
For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Julius Caesar (Brutus at IV, iii)
Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night;
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night
Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Romeo and Juliet (Juliet at III, ii)
No, 'tis slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath
Rides on the posting winds and doth belie
All corners of the world. Kings, queens. and states,
Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave
This viperous slander enters.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: Cymbeline (Pisanio at III, iv)
I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here;
Pierced to the soul with slander's venomed spear,
The which no balm can cure but his heart-blood
Which breathed this poison.
Quotes, by William Shakespeare , Source: The Tragedy of King Richard the Second (Mowbray at I, i)