William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 47
For in the fatness of these pursy times Virtue itself of vice must pardon beg.
Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.
Dumb jewels often, in their silent kind, more than quick words, do move a woman's mind.
Cold indeed, and labor lost: Then farewell heat, and welcome frost!
That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
For conspiracy, I know not how it tastes, though it be dished For me to try how.
The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.
Honor, riches, marriage-blessing Long continuance, and increasing, Hourly joys be still upon you!
All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.
What drink'st thou oft, instead of homage sweet, But poisoned flattery?