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Shakespeare quotes on best24 Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled, Thy beauty's form in table of my heart, My body is the frame wherein 'tis held, And perspective it is best painter's art Duty so great, which wit so poor Source: THE SONNETS And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure, Wherein it finds a joy above the rest, But these particulars are not my measure, All these I better in one general best but by all above, These blenches gave my heart another youth, And worse essays proved thee my best of love 137 Thou 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, Yet what the best is, take the worst to be Exempted be from me the arrogance To choose from forth the royal blood of France, My low and humble name to propagate With any branch or image of thy state; But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow FIRST give me trust the Count he is my husband, And what to your sworn counsel I have spoken Is so from word to word; and then you cannot, By the good aid that I of you shall borrow, Err in bestowing it He excels his brother for a coward; yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is Gentle Octavia, Let your best love draw to that point which seeks Best to preserve it Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally Please you to march; And four shall quickly draw out my command, Which men are best inclin'd Know thou first, I lov'd the maid I Source: THE TRAGEDY OF CORIOLANUS Beseech your patience.- Peace, Dear lady daughter, peace!- Sweet sovereign, Leave us to ourselves, and make yourself some comfort Out of your best advice O, boys, this story The world may read in me; my body's mark'd With Roman swords, and my report was once first with the best of note What wouldst thou, boy? I love thee more and more; think more and more What's best to ask If she find him not, To England send him; or confine him where Your wisdom best shall think Thou that threw'st dust upon his goodly head, When through proud London he came sighing on After th' admired heels of Bolingbroke, Criest now 'O earth, yield us that king again, And take thou this!' O thoughts of men accurs'd! Past and to come seems best; things present, worst 'The care on thee depending Hath fed upon the body of my father; Therefore thou best of gold art worst of gold The slave, a member of the country's peace, Enjoys it; but in gross brain little wots What watch the king keeps to maintain the peace Whose hours the peasant best advantages God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more methinks would share from me For the best hope I have Alexander- God knows, and you know- in his rages, and his furies, and his wraths, and his cholers, and his moods, and his displeasures, and his indignations, and also being a little intoxicates in his prains, did, in his ales and his angers, look you, kill his best friend, Cleitus My duty to you both, on equal love, Great Kings of France and England! That I have labour'd With all my wits, my pains, and strong endeavours, To bring your most imperial Majesties Unto this bar and royal interview, Your mightiness on both parts best can witness To Eltham will I, where the young King is, Being ordain'd his special governor; And for his safety there I'll best devise Sir Thomas Gargrave and Sir William Glansdale, Let me have your express opinions Where is best place to make our batt'ry next Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, The time of night when Troy was set on fire; The time when screech-owls cry and ban-dogs howl, And spirits walk and ghosts break up their graves- That time best fits the work we have in hand Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest; And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best This staff of honour raught, there let it stand Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand To whom God will, there be the victory! For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too, Have chid me from the battle, swearing both They prosper best of all when I am thence Richard, I will create thee Duke of Gloucester; And George, of Clarence; Warwick, as ourself, Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best What we oft do best, By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up For our best act Good my Lord Cardinal, I have half a dozen healths To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream Who's best in favour Pray heaven the King may never find a heart With less allegiance in it! Men that make Envy and crooked malice nourishment Dare bite the best Well then, to work! Our cannon shall be bent Against the brows of this resisting town; Call for our chiefest men of discipline, To cull the plots of best advantages Heralds, from off our tow'rs we might behold From first to last the onset and retire Of both your armies, whose equality By our best eyes cannot be censured Brutus shall lead, and we will grace his heels With the most boldest and best hearts of Rome Therefore to's seemeth it a needful course, Before we enter his forbidden gates, To know his pleasure; and in that behalf, Bold of your worthiness, we single you As our best-moving fair solicitor Their purpose is to parley, court, and dance; And every one his love-feat will advance Unto his several mistress; which they'll know By favours several which they did bestow But why Stands Macbeth thus amazedly? Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, And show the best of our delights Let us rather Hold fast the mortal sword, and like good men Bestride our downfall'n birthdom Sir, the Duke is marvellous little beholding to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in them True, madam; he, of all the men that ever my foolish eyes look'd upon, was the best deserving a fair lady These things being bought and orderly bestowed, Return in haste, for I do feast to-night My best esteem'd acquaintance; hie thee, go If I find her honest, I lose not my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed I'll show thee some attires, and have thy counsel Which is the best to furnish me to-morrow It pleases your worship to say so, but we are the poor Duke's officers; but truly, for mine own part, if I were as tedious as a king, I could find in my heart to bestow it all of your worship Reputation, reputation, reputation! O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial As for the rest appeal'd, It issues from the rancour of a villain, A recreant and most degenerate traitor; Which in myself I boldly will defend, And interchangeably hurl down my gage Upon this overweening traitor's foot To prove myself a loyal gentleman Even in the best blood chamber'd in his bosom What shall I say? To safeguard thine own life The best way is to venge my Gloucester's death Marry, God forbid! Worst in this royal presence may I speak, Yet best beseeming me to speak the truth Naught to do with Mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow, He that doth naught with her, excepting one, Were best to do it secretly alone If I may counsel you, some day or two Your Highness shall repose you at the Tower, Then where you please and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation I cannot tell if to depart in silence Or bitterly to speak in your reproof Best fitteth my degree or your condition Tut! you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself pois'd with herself in either eye; But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, And she shall scant show well that now seems best Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties; or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the County She's not well married that lives married long, But she's best married that dies married young Brother Petruchio, sister Katherina, And thou, Hortensio, with thy loving widow, Feast with the best, and welcome to my house Good! Speak to th' mariners; fall to't yarely, or we run ourselves aground; bestir, bestir I will stand to, and feed, Although my last; no matter, since I feel The best is past The maid is fair, o' th' youngest for a bride, And I have bred her at my dearest cost In qualities of the best So they were bleeding new, my lord, there's no meat like 'em; I could wish my best friend at such a feast The senators with one consent of love Entreat thee back to Athens, who have thought On special dignities, which vacant lie For thy best use and wearing Aemilius, do this message honourably; And if he stand on hostage for his safety, Bid him demand what pledge will please him best If he were foil'd, Why, then we do our main opinion crush In taint of our best man To-morrow We must with all our main of power stand fast; And here's a lord-come knights from east to west And cull their flower, Ajax shall cope the best Most certain, if you are she, you do usurp yourself; for what is yours to bestow is not yours to reserve Hold, sir, here's my purse; In the south suburbs, at the Elephant, Is best to lodge That fits as well as 'Tell me, good my lord, What compass will you wear your farthingale.' Why ev'n what fashion thou best likes, Lucetta Thank me for this more than for all the favours Which, all too much, I have bestow'd on thee Dost thou hear, Camillo? I conjure thee, by all the parts of man Which honour does acknowledge, whereof the least Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare What incidency thou dost guess of harm Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; Which way to be prevented, if to be; If not, how best to bear it He says he loves my daughter; I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water as he'll stand and read, As 'twere my daughter's eyes; and, to be plain, I think there is not half a kiss to choose Who loves another best Methinks a father Is at the nuptial of his son a guest That best becomes the table They throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets had been hallowed and brought a benediction to the buyer; by which means I saw whose purse was best in picture; and what I saw, to my good use I rememb'red Great Alexander Left his to th' worthiest; so his successor Was like to be the best Yet showed his visage by that cost more dear; And nice affections wavering stood in doubt If best were as it was, or best without Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
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