William Shakespeare


English Playwright, Poet, Most widely known Writer in English Literature

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She will sing the song that pleaseth you, and on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, charming your blood with pleasing heaviness.

Short summers lightly have a forward spring.

Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances; still have I borne it with a patient shrug, For suff’rance is the badge of all our tribe; You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spet upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help; Go to, then; you come to me, and you say ‘Shylock, we would have moneys.’ you say so: you that did void your rheum upon my beard, and foot me as you spurn a stranger cur over your threshold; moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say ‘hath a dog money? Is it possible a cur can lend three thousand ducats?’ or shall I bend low and, in a bondman’s key, with bated breath and whisp’ring humbleness, say this:— ‘fair sir, you spit on me on wednesday last; you spurn’d me such a day; another time you call’d me dog; and for these courtesies I’ll lend you thus much moneys? Merchant of Venice, Act i, Scene 3

Since I cannot prove a lover to entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determinèd to prove a villain and hate the idle pleasures of these days.

SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: Here's the challenge, read it. I warrant there's vinegar and pepper in't. FABIAN: Is't so saucy?

Sir, I desire you do me right and justice, and to bestow your pity on me; for I am a most poor woman and a stranger, born out of your dominions: having here no judge indifferent, nor no more assurance of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir, in what have I offended you? What cause hath my behavior given to your displeasure that thus you should proceed to put me off and take your good grace from me? Heaven witness, I have been to you a true and humble wife, at all times to your will conformable, even in fear to kindle your dislike, yea, subject to your countenance--glad or sorry as I saw it inclined. When was the hour I ever contradicted your desire or made it not mine too? Or which of your friends have I not strove to love, although I knew he were mine enemy? What friend of mine that had to him derived your anger, did I continue in my liking? nay, gave notice he was from thence discharged? Sir, call to mind that I have been your wife in this obedience upward of twenty years, and have been blest with many children by you. If in the course and process of this time you can report, and prove it too, against mine honor aught, my bond to wedlock, or my love and duty against your sacred person, in God's name turn me away, and let the foul'st contempt shut door upon me, and so give me up to the sharp'st kind of justice. Please you, sir, the king your father was reputed for a prince most prudent, of an excellent and unmatched wit and judgment. Ferdinand, my father, King of Spain, was reckoned one the wisest prince that there had reigned by many a year before. It is not to be questioned that they had gathered a wise council to them of every realm that did debate this business, who deemed our marriage lawful. Wherefore I humbly beseech you, sir, to spare me till I may be by my friends in Spain advised, whose counsel I will implore. If not, i' th' name of God, your pleasure be fulfilled! Henry VIII, Act ii, Scene 4

Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table.

Sleep, that sometimes shuts up sorrow's eye, steal me awhile from mine own company.

So bees with smoke and doves with noisome stench Are from their hives and houses driven away. They called us, for our fierceness, English dogs; Now, like to whelps, we crying run away.

So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to come, Discomfort swells. Macbeth (Sergeant at I, ii)

So many horrid Ghosts.

So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows as yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.

So to your pleasures, I am for other than for dancing measures.

So, when this loose behavior I throw off and pay the debt I never promised, by how much better than my word I am, by so much shall I falsify men's hopes; and, like bright metal on a sullen ground, my reformation, glitt'ring o'er my fault, shall show more goodly and attract more eyes than that which hath no foil to set it off.

Some griefs are medicinal. Some griefs are med'cinable.

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. Hamlet, Act i, Scene 4

Sorrow ends not when it seemeth done.

Speak on, but be not over-tedious.

Stained With grief, that's beauty's canter. The Tempest (Prospero at I, ii)

She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd that heaven had made her such a man: She thank'd me, and bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her, I should but teach him how to tell my story and that would woo her.

Short time seems long in sorrow's sharp sustaining; though woe be heavy, yet it seldom sleeps, and they who watch, see time how slow it creeps.

Silence is not a language, it’s a weapon to make your dear one to feel.

Since I do purpose to marry, I will think nothing to any purpose that the world can say against it; and therefore never flout at me for what I have said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this is my conclusion.

SIR ANDREW AGUECHEEK: I know, to be up late is to be up late. SIR TOBY BELCH: A false conclusion. I hate it as an unfilled can. To be up after midnight and to go to bed then, is early; so that to go to bed after midnight is to go to bed betimes.

Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter, dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty, beyond what can be valued, rich or rare, no less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor; as much as child e'er loved, or father found, a love that makes breath poor and speech unable.

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English Playwright, Poet, Most widely known Writer in English Literature