A college of wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humor. Dost thou think I care for a satire or an epigram? William Shakespeare More Quotes by William Shakespeare More Quotes From William Shakespeare What is thy sentence then but speechless death. William Shakespeare speechless sentences death Why, thou owest god a death. William Shakespeare death Speak me fair in death. William Shakespeare fairs speak death Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death. William Shakespeare deeds dream death Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard. William Shakespeare sight heart death Thou ominous and fearful owl of death. William Shakespeare ominous owl death Ay, but to die, and go we know not where. William Shakespeare dying-love measure-for-measure death When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover. William Shakespeare bones dust death O Death, made proud with pure and princely beauty! William Shakespeare proud made death Though Death be poor, it ends a mortal woe. William Shakespeare woe poor death So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men. William Shakespeare men death Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir. William Shakespeare law death son Crack'd in pieces by malignant Death. William Shakespeare cracks pieces death Death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! William Shakespeare romeo-and-juliet-play death Where hateful Death put on his ugliest mask. William Shakespeare mask hateful death When Death doth close his tender dying eyes. William Shakespeare eye dying death Till our King Henry had shook hands with Death. William Shakespeare kings death hands The sudden hand of Death close up mine eye! William Shakespeare eye death hands Unsubstantial Death is amorous. William Shakespeare amorous death Then love-devouring Death do what he dare. William Shakespeare devouring dare death
