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Apart from TO BE OR NOT TO BE !

2006-12-17 10:10:14 · 31 answers · asked by My name's MUD 5 in Education & Reference Quotations

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Now is the winter of our discontent

Is this a dagger I see before me

If music be the food of love play on that surfeiting the appetite may sicken and so die.
Enough no more it's not as sweet know as it was before

Friends Romans Countrymen lend me your ears. I come to bury Ceasar not to praise.
The evil that men do live after them the good is oft interred with their bones so let it be with Ceaser

2006-12-17 10:17:47 · answer #1 · answered by Maid Angela 7 · 0 0

The first ones that predominately spring to ming have already been quoted, those from Romeo and Juliet, ,then Macbeth.

The other quote that came to mind for me after those was...
"If Music Be The Food of Love, Play on"
- Othello

2006-12-17 13:01:51 · answer #2 · answered by Skye_Babez 3 · 0 0

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'

2006-12-17 11:00:34 · answer #3 · answered by fidget 6 · 0 0

But soft what light through yonder window doth break. Tis the east and Juliet is the sun. Arise fair sun and kill thy envious moon already sick and pale with grief.

2006-12-17 10:19:44 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

All days are nights to work out until eventually I see thee, And nights bright days at the same time as desires do coach thee to me. As quickly bypass kindle fireplace with snow, as seek for to quench the fireplace of love with words. Farewell! God knows when we will meet back. Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. My love as deep; the extra I supply to thee, The extra I have, both are countless. ... to call some.

2016-11-30 21:40:01 · answer #5 · answered by ? 4 · 0 0

Couldn’t think of just one, as each has special meaning for me personally

Cry ‘Havoc!’ And let slip the dogs of war! – Julius Caesar

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother; be never so vile. – Henry IV

If you pick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? – Merchant of Venice

Oh what fools these Mortals be. – A Midsummer night’s Dream

2006-12-17 19:41:05 · answer #6 · answered by Stone K 6 · 0 0

Fly Fleance!

2006-12-17 10:24:56 · answer #7 · answered by Travellin Bry 3 · 0 0

Hubble Bubble Toil and Trouble

2006-12-17 10:14:19 · answer #8 · answered by Jenna 3 · 1 1

Great question!

There is a tide in the affairs of men
which taken at the flood
leads on to fortune.

2006-12-17 10:21:18 · answer #9 · answered by nev 4 · 1 0

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more fragrant and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.

2006-12-17 10:12:51 · answer #10 · answered by Barks-at-Parrots 4 · 3 0

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