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For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.

For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.

William Shakespeare
Errors, Mirrors, Should
William Shakespeare, Suzanne Gossett (2004). “Pericles: Third Series”, p.182, Cengage Learning EMEA

And thence from Athens turn away our eyes To seek new friends and stranger companies.

William Shakespeare
Eye, Athens, New Friends
William Shakespeare, Edmond Malone, James Boswell, Mr. Theobald (Lewis), Samuel Johnson (1821). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators”, p.189

Men must learn now with pity to dispense; For policy sits above conscience.

William Shakespeare
Men, Pity, Policy
1605 First Stranger.Timon of Athens, act 3, sc.2, l.87-8.

ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing - GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord? HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!

William Shakespeare
Kings, Body, Foxes
William Shakespeare (2015). “The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark”, p.107, Hackett Publishing

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.

William Shakespeare
Blood, Veins, Speak
1596-7 Bassanio to Portia.TheMerchant ofVenice, act 3, sc.2, l.175-6.

Are you up to your destiny?

William Shakespeare
Destiny, Your Destiny

The nature of bad news affects the teller.

William Shakespeare
News, Bad News

There's villainous news abroad.

William Shakespeare
News
William Shakespeare (1833). “The plays and poems of William Shakspeare”, p.371

Did he so often lodge in open field, In winter's cold and summer's parching heat, To conquer France, his true inheritance?

William Shakespeare
Summer, Winter, Fields
William Shakespeare, Ronald Knowles (1999). “King Henry VI Part 2: Third Series”, p.154, Cengage Learning EMEA

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well. It were done quickly.

William Shakespeare
Witty, Done, Action
'Macbeth' (1606) act 1, sc. 7, l. 1

Our wills and fates do so contrary run, That our devices still are overthrown; Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.

William Shakespeare
Running, Fate, Destiny
1600-1 Player King. Hamlet, act 3, sc.2, l.202-3.

Love bears it out even to the edge of doom.

William Shakespeare
Love, Bending, Bears
Sonnet 116

Superfluity comes sooner by white hairs, but competency lives longer.

William Shakespeare
Life, Hair, White
'The Merchant of Venice' (1596-8) act 1, sc. 2, l. [5]

Dreams are the children of idled minds.

William Shakespeare
Dream, Children, Mind

That strain again! It had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour! Enough; no more: 'Tis not so sweet as it was before.

William Shakespeare
Love, Sweet, Fall
'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 1, l. 1

Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!

William Shakespeare
Love, Kings, Maids
William Shakespeare (1837). “King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello”

Brutus, I do observe you now of late: I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have: You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand Over your friend that loves you. Poor Brutus, with himself at war, Forgets the shows of love to other men.

William Shakespeare
Love, War, Eye
'Julius Caesar' (1599) act 1, sc. 2, l. 32

Love moderately; long love doth so; too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

William Shakespeare
Love, Long, Tardiness
William Shakespeare (2000). “Romeo and Juliet”, p.149, Classic Books Company

Why, friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not: I must tell you then: You have forgot the will I told you of. . . . . Here is the will, and under Caesar's seal. To every Roman citizen he gives, To every several man, seventy-five drachmas. . . . . Moreover, he hath left you all his walks, His private arbours and new-planted orchards, On this side Tiber; he hath left them you, And to your heirs for ever, common pleasures, To walk abroad, and recreate yourselves. Here was a Caesar! when comes such another?

William Shakespeare
Love, Men, Giving
'Julius Caesar' (1599) act 3, sc. 2, l. [252]

No worse a husband than the best of men.

William Shakespeare
Husband, Men, Best Of Me
William Shakespeare (1833). “The plays and poems of William Shakspeare”, p.681

By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.

William Shakespeare
Soul, Soldier, Shadow
'Richard III' (1591) act 5, sc. 3, l. 217

GLOUCESTER: I do not know that Englishman alive With whom my soul is any jot at odds, More than the infant that is born to-night: I thank my God for my humility.

William Shakespeare
Humility, Night, Odds
William Shakespeare (2004). “King Richard III (Sparklesoup Classics)”, p.36, Sparklesoup LLC

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.

William Shakespeare
Art, Fire, Soul
'King Lear' (1605-6) act 4, sc. 7, l. 46

Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

William Shakespeare
Soul, Wells, Saved
William Shakespeare (2016). “Othello: Revised Edition”, p.193, Bloomsbury Publishing

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica: look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins. Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

William Shakespeare
Sweet, Sleep, Angel
'The Merchant of Venice' (1596-8) act 5, sc. 1, l. 54

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