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Shakespeare Quotes from Pericles

35 passages from Dictionary of Shakespearian Quotations (1892), each filed under the passion it answers.

Heaven! that I had thy head! he has found the meaning.— filed under Apprehension

Like a bold champion, I assume the lists, Nor ask advice of any other thought— filed under Champion

Her face, the book of praises, where is read Nothing but curious pleasures, as from thence Sorrow were ever raz'd, and testy wrath— filed under Difficulties Of

Death remember'd, should be like a mirror, Who tells us, life's but a breath; to trust it, error— filed under Death

You're a fair viol, and your sense the strings; Who, finger'd to make man his lawful music, Would draw heaven down, and all the gods to hearken; But, being play'd upon before your time,— filed under Depravity, Youthful

I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; 1 have drawn her picture with my voice.— filed under Description

This is the rarest dream that e'er dull sleep Did mock sad fools withal.— filed under Dreams

Thus ready for the way of life or death, I wait the sharpest blow.— filed under Fond

O Helicanus, strike me, honor'd Sir; Give me a gash, put me to present pain; Lest this great sea of joys rushing upon me, O'erbear the shores of my mortality, And drown me with their sweetness.— filed under Extacy

There's nothing to be got now-a-days, unless thou canst fish for't.— filed under Fishing

He says, he does; being then most flatter'd.— filed under Flattery

We are gentlemen, That neither in our hearts, nor outward eyes,— filed under Gentlemen

Your presence glads our days; honour we love, For who hates honour, hates the gods above.— filed under Honour

The passions of the mind, That have their first conception by mis-dread, Have after-nourishment and life by care; And what was first but fear what might be done, Grows elder now, and cares it be not done.— filed under Imagination

Kings are earth's gods: in vice their law's their will; And if Jove stray, who dares say, Jove doth ill? P. P. i. f. Princes are A model which heaven makes like to itself: As jewels lose their glory, if neglected, So princes their renown if not respected.— filed under Kings

End in a word; such is the breath of kings. High heaven forbid, That kings should let their ears hear their faults hid.— filed under Kings

Who has a book of all that monarchs do, He's more secure to keep it shut than shown.— filed under Kings

Peace, peace, my lords, and give experience tongue. They do abuse the king that flatter him: For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is flatter'd, but a spark, To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing; Whereas reproof, obedient, and in order, Fits kings, as they are men, for they may err.— filed under Kings

doubt, be of the same relish as ours are. Well, I perceive he was a wise fellow, and had good discretion, that being bid to ask what he would of the king, desired he might know none of his secrets. Now do I see he had some reason for it: for if a king bid a man be a villain, he is bound by the indenture of his oath to be one.— filed under Kings

Help, master, help; here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out.— filed under Law

Having no other pleasure of his gain But torment, that it cannot ease his pain. Poems. I can compare our rich misers to nothing so fitly as to a Whale; that plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful Such whales I have heard of on land, who never leave gaping, till they have swallowed up a whole parish, church, steeple— filed under Miser, Sick

I'll take thy word for faith, not ask thine oath; Who shuns not to break one, will sure crack both.— filed under Jaths

For this fool's gudgeon, this opinion. Opinion's but a fool, that makes us scan The outward habit for the inward man.— filed under Opinion

Go to the wars, would you? where a man may serve seven years for the loss of a leg, and have not money enough at the end to buy him a wooden one?— filed under Soldier

It fits thee not to ask the reason why, Because we bid it.— filed under Soldier

Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times. It hath been sung at festivals, On ember eves and holy ales; And lords and ladies of their lives Have read it for restoratives.— filed under Song

One sorrow never comes, but brings an heir, That may succeed as his inheritor.— filed under Sorrow

Within the centre. Pr'ythee speak; Falseness cannot come from thee, for thou look'st Modest as justice, and thou seem'st a palace For the crown'd truth to dwell in: I'll believe thee, And make my senses credit thy relation, To points that seem impossible; for thou look'st Like one I lov'd indeed.— filed under Ruth

Here may you see the tyrant.— filed under Tyrant

'Tis time to fear, when tyrants seem to kiss. Tyrants' fears— filed under Tyrant

I held it ever, Virtue and cunning were endowments greater Than nobleness and riches: careless heirs May the two latter darken and expend; But immortality attends the former, Making a man a god.— filed under Virtue

Virtue preserv'd from fell destruction's blast, Led on by heaven, and crown'd with joy at last.— filed under Virtue

MELODIOUS.. Who starves the ears she feeds, and makes them hungry, The more she gives them speech.— filed under Voice

For death remember'd, should be like a mirror, Who tell us, life's but breath; to trust it, error. I'll make my will then; and, as sick men do, Who know the world, see heaven, but feeling woe, Gripe not at earthly joys, as erst they did.— filed under Will

To wisdom he's a fool that will not yield.— filed under Wisdom