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Desolation: Quotations from Shakespearian Quotations

I, an old turtle, Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there My mate, that's never to be found again, Lament till I am lost.— W.T. v. 3

Then was I as a tree Whose boughs did bend with fruit; but in one night, A storm, or robbery, call it what you will, Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, And left me bare to wither.— Cym. iii. 3

Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity, No friends, no hope; no kindred weep for me, Almost no grave allow'd me;-like the lily, That once was mistress of the field, and flourish'd, I'll hang my head and perish.— H. VIII. iii. 1.

Alack, and what shall good old York there see, But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls, Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones? And what cheer there for welcome but my groans ? Therefore commend me, let him not come there, To reek out sorrow that dwells every where: Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die; The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye.— R. II. i. 2