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Shakespeare quotes on kindThe statute of thy beauty thou wilt take, Thou usurer that put'st forth all to use, And sue a friend, came debtor for my sake, So him I lose through my unkind abuse Caesar, I bring thee word Menecrates and Menas, Source: THE TRAGEDY OF ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly No more but that I know the more one sickens the worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money, means, and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet, and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep; and that a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding, or comes of a very dull kindred With her I liv'd in joy; our wealth increas'd By prosperous voyages I often made To Epidamnum; till my factor's death, And the great care of goods at random left, Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse Are my discourses dull? Barren my wit? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd, Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard To his mistress, For whom he now is banish'd- her own price Proclaims how she esteem'd him and his virtue; By her election may be truly read What kind of man he is As I slept, methought Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back'd, Appear'd to me, with other spritely shows Of mine own kindred Their perfume lost, Take these again; for to the noble mind Rich gifts wax poor when Source: THE TRAGEDY OF HAMLET, PRINCE OF DENMARK Those opposed eyes Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven, All of one nature, of one substance bred, Did lately meet in the intestine shock And furious close of civil butchery, Shall now in mutual well-beseeming ranks March all one way and be no more oppos'd Against acquaintance, kindred, and allies And think how such an apprehension May turn the tide of fearful faction And breed a kind of question in our cause Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' th' receiving earth; For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there, jumping o'er times, Turning th' accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass; for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who prologue-like, your humble patience pray Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind 'Tis much when sceptres are in children's hands; But more when envy breeds unkind division Continue still in this so good a mind, And Henry, though he be infortunate, Assure yourselves, will never be unkind Thanks, brave Montgomery, and thanks unto you all; If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness If, in the course And process of this time, you can report, And prove it too against mine honour, aught, My bond to wedlock or my love and duty, Against your sacred person, in God's name, Turn me away and let the foul'st contempt Shut door upon me, and so give me up To the sharp'st kind of justice There was a haberdasher's wife of small wit near him, that rail'd upon me till her pink'd porringer fell off her head, for kindling such a combustion in the state Your breath first kindled the dead coal of wars Between this chastis'd kingdom and myself And brought in matter that should feed this fire; And now 'tis far too huge to be blown out With that same weak wind which enkindled it For your part, To you our swords have leaden points, Mark Antony; Our arms in strength of malice, and our hearts Of brothers' temper, do receive you in With all kind love, good thoughts, and reverence Gods, gods! 'tis strange that from their cold'st neglect My love should kindle to inflam'd respect I have perceived a most faint neglect of late, which I have rather blamed as mine own jealous curiosity than as a very pretence and purpose of unkindness Fathers that wear rags Do make their children blind; But fathers that bear bags Shall see their children kind She knapp'd 'em o' th' coxcombs with a stick and cried 'Down, wantons, down!' 'Twas her brother that, in pure kindness to his horse, buttered his hay Death, traitor! nothing could have subdu'd nature To such a lowness but his unkind daughters And Duncan's horses-a thing most strange and certain- Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Turn'd wild in nature, broke their stalls, flung out, Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make War with mankind Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in the same kind! This would make mercy swear and play the tyrant I do desire to learn, sir; and I hope, if you have occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find me yare; for truly, sir, for your kindness I owe you a good turn Content, in faith; I'll seal to such a bond, And say there is much kindness in the Jew There is but one hope in it that can do you any good, and that is but a kind of bastard hope, neither Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness Now Heaven send thee good fortune! [Exit FENTON] A kind heart he hath; a woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart There are a kind of men so loose of soul, That in their sleeps will mutter their affairs; One of this kind is Cassio Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my lord An unkind breech; but you shall make all well T'one is my sovereign, whom both my oath And duty bids defend; t'other again Is my kinsman, whom the King hath wrong'd, Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right We speak no treason, man; we say the King Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous; We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue; And that the Queen's kindred are made gentlefolks My lord, whoever journeys to the Prince, For God sake, let not us two stay at home; For by the way I'll sort occasion, As index to the story we late talk'd of, To part the Queen's proud kindred from the Prince Go, bid thy master rise and come to me; And we will both together to the Tower, Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly Ay, on my life; and hopes to find you forward Upon his party for the gain thereof; And thereupon he sends you this good news, That this same very day your enemies, The kindred of the Queen, must die at Pomfret A grievous burden was thy birth to me; Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy; Thy school-days frightful, desp'rate, wild, and furious; Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous; Thy age confirm'd, proud, subtle, sly, and bloody, More mild, but yet more harmful-kind in hatred Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life Be brief, lest that the process of thy kindness Last longer telling than thy kindness' date Then, as the manner of our country is, In thy best robes uncovered on the bier Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie But, sirrah, not for my sake but your master's, I advise You use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies he smells like a fish; a very ancient and fish-like smell; kind of not-of-the-newest Poor-John Of my instruction hast thou nothing bated In what thou hadst to say; so, with good life And observation strange, my meaner ministers Their several kinds have done Come, shall we in And taste Lord Timon's bounty? He outgoes The very heart of kindness Look you, my good lord, I must entreat you honour me so much As to advance this jewel; accept it and wear it, Kind my lord Commend me bountifully to his good lordship, and I hope his honour will conceive the fairest of me, because I have no power to be kind Timon will to the woods, where he shall find Th' unkindest beast more kinder than mankind Wert thou bear, thou wouldst be kill'd by the horse; wert thou a horse, thou wouldst be seiz'd by the leopard; wert thou a leopard, thou wert german to the lion, and the spots of thy kindred were jurors on thy life Exeunt the soldiers of SATURNINUS Rome, be as just and gracious unto me As I am confident and kind to thee My lords, a solemn hunting is in hand; There will the lovely Roman ladies troop; The forest walks are wide and spacious, And many unfrequented plots there are Fitted by kind for rape and villainy How many thousand times hath these poor lips, When they were living, warm'd themselves on thine! O, now, sweet boy, give them their latest kiss! Bid him farewell; commit him to the grave; Do them that kindness, and take leave of them I protest I take these wise men that crow so at these set kind of fools no better than the fools' zanies How do you, Malvolio? How is't with you? What, man, defy the devil; consider, he's an enemy to mankind Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping; all the kind of the Launces have this very fault It is no matter if the tied were lost; for it is the unkindest tied that ever any man tied Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your ladyship's looks, and spends what he borrows kindly in your company You might have spoken a thousand things that would Have done the time more benefit, and grac'd Your kindness better '"All my offences that abroad you see Are errors of the blood, none of the mind; Love made them not; with acture they may be, Where neither party is nor true nor kind Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
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