Cymbeline Quotes

But kiss: one kiss! Rubies unparagoned,
How dearly they do’t!

– William Shakespeare

I thought her
As chaste as unsunned snow.

– William Shakespeare

If she be furnished with a mind so rare,
She is alone the Arabian bird, and I
Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
Arm me, audacity.

– William Shakespeare

On her left breast
A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops
I’ the bottom of a cowslip.

– William Shakespeare

Hark, hark! the lark at heaven’s gate sings,
And Phoebus ‘gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced flowers that lies;
And winking Mary-buds begin
To ope their golden eyes:
With everything that pretty is,
My lady sweet, arise.

– William Shakespeare

How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature!

– William Shakespeare

I have not slept one wink.

– William Shakespeare

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun,
Nor the furious winter’s rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone and ta’en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

– William Shakespeare

No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have:
And renowned be thy grave!

– William Shakespeare

The game is up.

– William Shakespeare

O, for a horse with wings!

– William Shakespeare

So slippery that
The fear’s as bad as falling.

– William Shakespeare

No, ’tis slander,
Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie
All corners of the world.

– William Shakespeare

Some griefs are medicinable.

– William Shakespeare

Hath Britain all the sun that shines?

– William Shakespeare

Hang there like fruit, my soul,
Till the tree die.

– William Shakespeare