The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the books of honor razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd

Quote by Shakespeare

Topics: Fighting Quotes

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, The eyes of men without an orator.

Beauty itself doth of itself persuade, The eyes of men without an orator.

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

My love as deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both...

Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honor bright

Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honor bright

Take heed, be wary how you place your words;Talk like the vulgar sort of market...

Take heed, be wary how you place your words;Talk like the vulgar sort of market...

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name

Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops...

Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops...

Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.

Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.

Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well.

Drink some wine ere you go: fare you well.

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for...

Men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for...

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.

A very honest woman but something given to lie

A very honest woman but something given to lie

The courses of true love never did run smooth.

The courses of true love never did run smooth.

He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such...

He is the half part of a blessed man, left to be finished by such...

I will praise any man that will praise me.

I will praise any man that will praise me.

In a false quarrel there is no true valor.

In a false quarrel there is no true valor.

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!

Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless!