The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts and is desired.
Quote by Shakespeare
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
It provokes the desire but it takes away the performance. Therefore much drink may be...
Beggars mounted run their horses to death.
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea...
Something is rotten in the state of Denmark
I dote on his very absence.
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.
Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie Which we ascribe to heaven.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To...
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief
The painful warrior famous for fight, After a thousand victories, once foil'd, Is from the...
We that are true lovers run into strange capers.
Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or...
The more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.
I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me...
Love is like linen; often changed, the sweeter.
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy...
A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.