“Why should we rise because 'tis light?
Did we lie down because t'was night?” - Sonnets
“This we prescribe, though no physician
Deep malice makes too deep incision
Forget, forgive conclude and be agreed
Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.”
“Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.” - The Merry Wives of Windsor
Читать полностью…“SONNET 57
Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.” - Sonnets
“Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts! Unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top full
Of direst cruelty make thick my blood,
Stop up the access and passage to remorse,
That no compunctious visitings of nature
Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between
The effect and it! Come to my woman’s breasts,
And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers,
Wherever in your sightless substances
You wait on nature’s mischief! Come, thick night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell,
That my keen knife see not the wound it makes,
Nor Heaven peep through the blanket of the dark,
To cry "Hold, hold!” - Macbeth
“Now let it work. Mischief, thou art afoot. Take thou what course thou wilt.” - Julius Caesar
Читать полностью…“What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas incarnadine, making the green one red.” “My hands are of your colour but I shame to wear a heart so white. A little water clears us of this deed: How easy it is then! Your constancy hath left you unattended.” - Macbeth
Читать полностью…“But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.” - Othello
“The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings
But mercy is above this sceptred sway
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself
And earthly power doth then show likest God's
When mercy seasons justice.” - The Merchant of Venice
“Master, go on, and I will follow thee
To the last gasp with truth and loyalty.” - As You Like It
“A miracle. Here's our own hands against our hearts. Come, I will have thee, but by this light I take thee for pity.
Beatrice: I would not deny you, but by this good day, I yield upon great persuasion, and partly to save your life, for I was told you were in a consumption.
Benedick: Peace. I will stop your mouth.” - Much Ado About Nothing
“The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.” - Romeo and Juliet
Читать полностью…“Thou know'st 'tis common all that lives
must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.” - Hamlet
“IAGO: She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will and yet was never loud,
Never lack'd gold and yet went never gay,
Fled from her wish and yet said 'Now I may,'
She that being anger'd, her revenge being nigh,
Bade her wrong stay and her displeasure fly,
She that in wisdom never was so frail
To change the cod's head for the salmon's tail
She that could think and ne'er disclose her mind,
See suitors following and not look behind,
She was a wight, if ever such wight were,--
DESDEMONA: To do what?
IAGO: To suckle fools and chronicle small beer.” - Othello
“Come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.” - The Merry Wives of Windsor
Читать полностью…“Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands.
Curtsied when you have and kissed
The wild waves whist,
Foot is featly here and there
And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Ariel's song, scene II, Act I” - The Tempest
“There's no trust, No faith, no honesty in men all perjured, All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers.” - Romeo and Juliet
Читать полностью…“How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.” - The Merchant of Venice
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