William Shakespeare: Frases em inglês (página 11)

“Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.”

“The lady doth protest too much, methinks.”

“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”

“Men in rage strike those that wish them best.”

“Exit, pursued by a bear.”

“He that is thy friend indeed,
He will help thee in thy need:
If thou sorrow, he will weep;
If thou wake, he cannot sleep:
Thus of every grief in heart
He with thee doth bear a part.
These are certain signs to know
Faithful friend from flattering foe.”

“Oh, I am fortune's fool!”

“[Thine] face is not worth sunburning.”

“So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.”

“I wish my horse had the speed of your tongue.”

“Beware the ides of March.”

“Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is so
ordinary that the whippers are in love too.”

“And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With odd old ends stol'n out of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.”

“[Thou] mad mustachio purple-hued maltworms!”

“Why, what's the matter,
That you have such a February face,
So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?”

“Like madness is the glory of this life.”

“As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.
They kill us for their sport.”

“a young woman in love always looks like patience on a monument smiling at grief”

“Journeys end in lovers meeting.”