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William Shakespeare: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
The expense of spirit in a waste of shameThe expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action: and till action, lust Is perjur'd, murderous, bloody, full of blame, Savage, extreme,…William Shakespeare: O! that you were your self; but, love you are
O! that you were your self; but, love you areO! that you were your self; but, love you are No longer yours, than you your self here live: Against this coming end you should prepare, And your…William Shakespeare: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sunMy mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be…William Shakespeare: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,
Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art,Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the…William Shakespeare: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying meThine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty…William Shakespeare: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanBeshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me! Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to…William Shakespeare: So, now I have confess'd that he is thine
So, now I have confess'd that he is thineSo, now I have confess'd that he is thine, And I my self am mortgag'd to thy will, Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine Thou wilt restore to be my…William Shakespeare: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,' And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in over-plus; More than enough am I that vex'd thee still, To thy sweet…William Shakespeare: If thy soul check thee that I come so near,
If thy soul check thee that I come so near,If thy soul check thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will', And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there; Thus far…William Shakespeare: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyesThou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they behold, and see not what they see? They know what beauty is, see where it lies…Trending
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