Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Was ever woman in this humour wooed? Was ever woman in this humour won?
William Shakespeare
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
William Shakespeare
Age: 51 †
Born: 1564
Born: April 26
Died: 1616
Died: April 23
Actor
Dramaturge
Playwright
Poet
Stage Actor
Writer
Stratford-upon-Avon
Warwickshire
Shakespeare
The Bard
The Bard of Avon
William Shakspere
Swan of Avon
Bard of Avon
Shakespere
Shakespear
Shakspeare
Shackspeare
William Shake‐ſpeare
Wooed
Humour
Woman
Ever
Love
More quotes by William Shakespeare
He must needs go that the devil drives.
William Shakespeare
And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us truths, Win us with honest trifles, to betray's In deepest consequence
William Shakespeare
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love... 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.
William Shakespeare
How soar sweet music is, when time is broke, and no proportion kept!
William Shakespeare
Thou knowest, winter tames man, woman, and beast.
William Shakespeare
My joy is death- Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard, Because I wish'd this world's eternity.
William Shakespeare
Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
William Shakespeare
Give me to drink mandragora.
William Shakespeare
Two may keep counsel putting one away!
William Shakespeare
The gallantry of his grief did put me into a towering passion.
William Shakespeare
But virtue never will be mov'd, Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven.
William Shakespeare
Your tale, sir, would cure deafness.
William Shakespeare
And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead. Go to thy deathbed. He never will come again.
William Shakespeare
Here is a rural fellow that will not be denied your Highness' presence: he brings you figs.
William Shakespeare
You kiss by th' book.
William Shakespeare
Double, double, toil and trouble Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!
William Shakespeare
Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite, Encompassed with thy lustful paramours, Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age And twit with cowardice a man half dead?
William Shakespeare
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometime by action dignified.
William Shakespeare
The very instant I saw you, did My heart fly to your service there resides To make me slave to it. ...mine unworthiness, that dare not offer What I desire to give, and much less take What I shall die to want.
William Shakespeare
But she makes hungry Where she most satisfies.
William Shakespeare
