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Shakespeare quotes on summerRough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date The canker blooms have full as deep a dye, As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly, Source: THE SONNETS Or call it winter, which being full of care, Makes summer's welcome, thrice more wished, more rare Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell For fear of which, hear this thou age unbred, Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead I had rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill far Than feed on cates and have him talk to me In any summer house in Christendom) I'll assure you, 'a utt'red as prave words at the pridge as you shall see in a summer's day My Lord of Warwick, here is- praised be God for it!- a most contagious treason come to light, look you, as you shall desire in a summer's day Look, on the sheets his hair, you see, is sticking; His well-proportion'd beard made rough and rugged, Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodged He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading; Lofty and sour to them that lov'd him not, But to those men that sought him sweet as summer They will, they will, God knows, And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows; Therefore, change favours; and, when they repair, Blow like sweet roses in this summer air Take heed, have open eye, for thieves do foot by night; Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo birds do sing Sing no more Source: MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING Their lips were four red roses on a stalk, And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other O villains, Chiron and Demetrius! Here stands the spring whom you have stain'd with mud; This goodly summer with your winter mix'd Many a good hanging prevents a bad marriage; and for turning away, let summer bear it out My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on, Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, So many summers dry Quotes for: Shakespeare Quotes
Source: Project Gutenburg Texts
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