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3f27535	Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite ch..		William Shakespeare
8d26765	If I be waspish, best beware my sting.	women wasps wit	William Shakespeare
a83fec3	That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest 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. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As..	winter death love priceless fall	William Shakespeare
7187cf0	Summer's lease hath all too short a date.	summer	William Shakespeare
07945e0	Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.		William Shakespeare
4714433	Men of few words are the best men." (3.2.41)"	words speaking taciturnity expression	William Shakespeare
a1e45b1	O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss, Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger: But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! (Act 3, scene 3, 165-171)		William Shakespeare
d477c24	Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.		William Shakespeare
36ff3d0	But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.		William Shakespeare
a5ae4ca	Get thee to a nunnery.		William Shakespeare
381049f	Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, And, in strong proff of chastity well armed, From Love's weak childish bow she lives uncharmed. She will not stay the siege of loving terms, Nor bide th' encounter of assailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. O, she is rich in beauty; only poor That, when she dies, with dies her store. Act 1,Scene 1, lines 180-197	sex william-shakespeare	William Shakespeare
45afba0	Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.		William Shakespeare
35a1ed4	Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so.	foul grace	William Shakespeare
efefe86	How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child!		William Shakespeare
9c53278	I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes--and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle's.	love sweet uncle	William Shakespeare
8a8ec74	I must be gone and live, or stay and die.		William Shakespeare
182fea5	I would not wish any companion in the world but you.		William Shakespeare
3d6cf86	Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.		William Shakespeare
32b7a7c	Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.	love	William Shakespeare
239a6f6	WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day! KING. What's he that wishes so? My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It year..	scene-iii henry-v	William Shakespeare
50d343b	Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.	shakespeare othello	William Shakespeare
f765a29	WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day! KING. What's he that wishes so? My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It ye..	scene-iii henry-v	William Shakespeare
8e74e4a	Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.		William Shakespeare
200bdf7	Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.		William Shakespeare
5ab9627	Tis within ourselves that we are thus or thus		William Shakespeare
1867db6	No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison: We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take upon's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies: and w..		William Shakespeare
cc48bee	So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.	love sonnet-18 permanence	William Shakespeare
0b9e5a4	O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.		William Shakespeare
9616d3c	What's done, is done		William Shakespeare
2359d0c	Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.	relationships friendship love flings	William Shakespeare
679b470	All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold Had you been as wise as bold, Your in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been in'scroll'd Fare you well: your suit is cold.' Cold, indeed, and labour lost: Then, farewell, heat and welcome, frost!		William Shakespeare
05cf169	One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.	yours mine	William Shakespeare
2c428bd	All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.	mankind world humanity actors theater stage	William Shakespeare
1275013	Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me		William Shakespeare
8b50aaf	There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.		William Shakespeare
f63c015	Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come	fate	William Shakespeare
31b8b9f	Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an ass.	shakespeare humor braggart bragging parroles ass humility pride	William Shakespeare
e6d0ab4	Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning-flash, N..		William Shakespeare
4a117aa	I do feel it gone, But know not how it went		William Shakespeare
5520752	Rude am I in my speech, And little blessed with the soft phrase of peace.		William Shakespeare
f4cff9c	Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.	love-story lovers destiny love wisdom destination journeys	William Shakespeare
1e39499	It's easy for someone to joke about scars if they've never been cut.		William Shakespeare
f6a26d4	More of your conversation would infect my brain.	humour	William Shakespeare
64089e5	The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.	shakespeare william-shakespeare	William Shakespeare

3f27535

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite ch..

William Shakespeare

8d26765

If I be waspish, best beware my sting.

women wasps wit

William Shakespeare

a83fec3

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest 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. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As..

winter death love priceless fall

William Shakespeare

7187cf0

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

summer

William Shakespeare

07945e0

Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.

William Shakespeare

4714433

Men of few words are the best men." (3.2.41)"

words speaking taciturnity expression

William Shakespeare

a1e45b1

O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. That cuckold lives in bliss, Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger: But O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves! (Act 3, scene 3, 165-171)

William Shakespeare

d477c24

Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.

William Shakespeare

36ff3d0

But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

William Shakespeare

a5ae4ca

Get thee to a nunnery.

William Shakespeare

381049f

Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, And, in strong proff of chastity well armed, From Love's weak childish bow she lives uncharmed. She will not stay the siege of loving terms, Nor bide th' encounter of assailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. O, she is rich in beauty; only poor That, when she dies, with dies her store. Act 1,Scene 1, lines 180-197

sex william-shakespeare

William Shakespeare

45afba0

Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.

William Shakespeare

35a1ed4

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so.

foul grace

William Shakespeare

efefe86

How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is To have a thankless child!

William Shakespeare

9c53278

I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes--and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle's.

love sweet uncle

William Shakespeare

8a8ec74

I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

William Shakespeare

182fea5

I would not wish any companion in the world but you.

William Shakespeare

3d6cf86

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

William Shakespeare

32b7a7c

Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, in my heart of heart, as I do thee.

love

William Shakespeare

239a6f6

WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day! KING. What's he that wishes so? My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It year..

scene-iii henry-v

William Shakespeare

50d343b

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again.

shakespeare othello

William Shakespeare

f765a29

WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here But one ten thousand of those men in England That do no work to-day! KING. What's he that wishes so? My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It ye..

scene-iii henry-v

William Shakespeare

8e74e4a

Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.

William Shakespeare

200bdf7

Time travels at different speeds for different people. I can tell you who time strolls for, who it trots for, who it gallops for, and who it stops cold for.

William Shakespeare

5ab9627

Tis within ourselves that we are thus or thus

William Shakespeare

1867db6

No, no, no, no! Come, let's away to prison: We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take upon's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies: and w..

William Shakespeare

cc48bee

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

love sonnet-18 permanence

William Shakespeare

0b9e5a4

O time, thou must untangle this, not I. It is too hard a knot for me t'untie.

William Shakespeare

9616d3c

What's done, is done

William Shakespeare

2359d0c

Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly.

relationships friendship love flings

William Shakespeare

679b470

All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life has sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold Had you been as wise as bold, Your in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been in'scroll'd Fare you well: your suit is cold.' Cold, indeed, and labour lost: Then, farewell, heat and welcome, frost!

William Shakespeare

05cf169

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.

yours mine

William Shakespeare

2c428bd

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players.

mankind world humanity actors theater stage

William Shakespeare

1275013

Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me

William Shakespeare

8b50aaf

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

William Shakespeare

f63c015

Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come

fate

William Shakespeare

31b8b9f

Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an ass.

shakespeare humor braggart bragging parroles ass humility pride

William Shakespeare

e6d0ab4

Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning-flash, N..