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Let it be so; thy truth then be thy dower:
— William Shakespeare
Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger,Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine. — William Shakespeare
The world is not thy friend, nor the world's law. - Romeo
— William Shakespeare
If thou art rich, thou art poor; for, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, thou bearest thy heavy riches but a journey, and death unloads thee.
— William Shakespeare
Frailty, thy name is woman!
— William Shakespeare
Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end;Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. — William Shakespeare
Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up,For 'tis thy rival. — William Shakespeare
Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; but, God He knows, thy share thereof is small.
— William Shakespeare
Thy food is suchAs hath been belch'd on by infected lungs. — William Shakespeare
In thy foul throat thou liest.
— William Shakespeare
Upon thy cheek I lay this zealous kiss, as seal to the indenture of my love.
— William Shakespeare
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation.
— William Shakespeare
Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy birth.
— William Shakespeare
Only I have left to say,'More is thy due than more than all can pay'. — William Shakespeare
Fill all thy bones with aches.
— William Shakespeare
Go, prick thy face and over-red thy fear,Thou lily-livered boy. — William Shakespeare
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought
— William Shakespeare
O shame! where is thy blush?
— William Shakespeare
If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
— William Shakespeare
out vile jelly! where is thy lustre now
— William Shakespeare
true apothecary thy drugs art quick
— William Shakespeare
I thank thee, king, For thy great bounty, that not only givest Me cause to wail but teachest me the way How to lament the cause.
— William Shakespeare
But, love, hate on; for now I know thy mind.Those that can see, thou lov'st; and I am blind. — William Shakespeare
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest. — William Shakespeare
Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himselfUpon thy wicked dam — William Shakespeare
The world is not thy friend
— William Shakespeare
Lady, with me, with me thy fortune lies.
— William Shakespeare
Now the fair goddess, Fortune,Fall deep in love with thee, and her great charms
Misguide thy opposers' swords! — William Shakespeare
Yield not thy neck To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Still ride in triumph over all mischance.
— William Shakespeare
Such is my love, to thee I so belong,That for thy right myself will bear all wrong. — William Shakespeare
What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death.
— William Shakespeare
Mend when thou canst; be better at thy leisure.
— William Shakespeare
I prithee gentle friend, Let thy fair wisdom, not thy passions, sway
In this uncivil and unjust extent
Against thy peace. — William Shakespeare
Waste not thy time in windy argument but let the matter drop.
— William Shakespeare
In thy youth wast as true a lover, As ever sighed upon a midnight pillow
— William Shakespeare
One pain is lessened by another's anguish ... Take thou some new infection to thy eye, And the rank poison of the old will die.
— William Shakespeare
Thy best of rest is sleep,And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st
Thy death, which is no more. — William Shakespeare
Time be thine,And thy best graces spend it at thy will. — William Shakespeare
Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever!
— William Shakespeare
Give thy thoughts no tongue, nor any unproportioned thought his act. Be thou familiar but by no means vulgar.
— William Shakespeare
Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off ... Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust.
— William Shakespeare
Merely, thou art death's fool,For him thou labor'st by thy flight to shun,
And yet run'st toward him still. — William Shakespeare
A flock of blessings light upon thy back
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CASSIO: Dost thou hear, my honest friend?CLOWN: No, I hear not your honest friend, I hear you.
CASSIO: Prithee, keep up thy quillets. — William Shakespeare
Speak, what trade art thou?Why, sir, a carpenter.
Where is thy leather apron and thy rule?
What does thou with thy best apparel on? — William Shakespeare
Within the book and volume of thy brain ...
— William Shakespeare
Fear not, Cesario, take thy fortunes up. Be that thou know'st thou art and then thou art as great as that thou fear'st.
— William Shakespeare
Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's and truth's. — William Shakespeare
I am dying, Egypt, dying; onlyI here importune death awhile, until
Of many thousand kisses the poor last
I lay upon thy lips. — William Shakespeare
Fate, show thy force. Ourselves we do not owe. 317 What is decreed must be, and be this so. 318
— William Shakespeare
Thy tongue Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,
Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,
With ravishing division, to her lute. — William Shakespeare
While thou livest keep a good tongue in thy head.
— William Shakespeare
I should not urge thy duty past thy might.
— William Shakespeare
Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues.
— William Shakespeare
Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words
— William Shakespeare
Thou weigh'st thy words before thou givest them breath.
— William Shakespeare
Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born, To signify thou camest to bite the world. — William Shakespeare
Thou, nature, art my goddess; to thy laws my services are bound...{His second motto, from King Lear by Shakespeare} — Carl Friedrich Gauss
I ... Kisss the tender inward of thy hand.
— William Shakespeare
What did thy song bode, lady?
— William Shakespeare
Age, thou hast lost thy labor.
— William Shakespeare
If thou didst ever thy dear father love - Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder
— William Shakespeare
Dost thou call me fool, boy?""All thy other titles thou hast given away; that thou wast born with. — William Shakespeare
I am misanthropos, and hate mankind, For thy part, I do wish thou wert a dog, That I might love thee something.
— William Shakespeare
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, thy dial how thy precious minutes waste
— William Shakespeare
Keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lender's books, and defy the foul fiend.
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Open thy gate of mercy, gracious God, My soul flies through these wounds to seek out thee.
— William Shakespeare
I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.
— William Shakespeare
O true apothecary!Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die — William Shakespeare
Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace. Leave gormandizing.
— William Shakespeare
I'll lock thy heaven from thee. O, that men's ears should be
To counsel deaf, but not to flattery! — William Shakespeare
Some are great, some greatness, and 149 some have greatness thrust upon 'em. Thy
— William Shakespeare
What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.
— William Shakespeare
Rouse up thy youthful blood, be valiant, and live.
— William Shakespeare
Love for thy love , and hand for hand I give.
— William Shakespeare
Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.
— William Shakespeare
Thou dost conspire against thy friend, Iago,If thou but think'st him wronged, and mak'st his ear
A stranger to thy thoughts. — William Shakespeare
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold.
— William Shakespeare
A thousand kisses buys my heart from me;And pay them at thy leisure, one by one. — William Shakespeare
Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold.
— William Shakespeare
Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling.
— William Shakespeare
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
— William Shakespeare
I do love thee so, That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven — William Shakespeare
Thou art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most lov'd, despis'd! Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon.
— William Shakespeare
O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,to drown me in thy sister's flood of tears. — William Shakespeare
No metal canno, not the hangman's axe
bear half the keenness of thy sharp envy. — William Shakespeare
When shalt thou see thy wholesome days again?
— William Shakespeare
Keep thy friendUnder thy own life's key. — William Shakespeare
And what art thou, thou idol Ceremony? What kind of god art thou, that suffer'st more Of mortal griefs than do thy worshippers?
— William Shakespeare
Better conquest never canst thou make than arm thy constant and thy nobler parts against giddy, loose suggestions.
— William Shakespeare
Ten masts make not the altitudeWhich thou hast perpendicularly fell.
Thy life's a miracle. — William Shakespeare
Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter.
— William Shakespeare
So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end
— William Shakespeare
BENEDICK: I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes;
— William Shakespeare
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!Give me my sin again. — William Shakespeare
I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Who shuns not to break one will sure crack both.
— William Shakespeare
There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,Doing more murder in this loathsome world,
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell. — William Shakespeare
And will 'a not come again? And will 'a not come again?
No, no, he is dead,
Go to thy death bed:
He will never come again. — William Shakespeare
The Friends Thou HastAnd Their Adoption Tried
Grapple Them To Thy Soul
With Hooks Of Steel — William Shakespeare