William Shakespeare Quotes About Grace

• If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'

  William Shakespeare

  Beauty, Lying, Writing

  Sonnet 17

• There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray you, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. There's fennel for you, and columbines: — there 's rue for you; and here's some for me: — we may call it, herb of grace o'Sundays: — you may wear your rue with a difference. — There's a daisy: — I would give you some violets; but they withered all, when my father died: — They say, he made a good end.

  William Shakespeare

  Sweet, Father, Sunday

  "The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare".

• But till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look on her; mild, or come not near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good discourse, and excellent musician and her hair shall be of what colour it shall please God.

  William Shakespeare

  Wise, Angel, Hair

  William Shakespeare, Libby Appel, Michael Flachmann (1982). “Shakespeare's Lovers: A Text for Performance and Analysis”, p.77, SIU Press

• Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe
  That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow.
  Come, mourn with me for what I do lament,
  And put sullen black incontinent.
  I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land
  To wash this blood off from my guilty hand.
  March sadly after. Grace my mournings here
  In weeping after this untimely bier.

  William Shakespeare

  Book, Blood, Hands

  William Shakespeare (2013). “Histories of Shakespeare in Plain and Simple English (a Modern Translation and the Original Version)”, p.336, BookCaps Study Guides

• Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain. And truly not the morning sun of heaven Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east, Nor that full star that ushers in the even, Doth half that glory to the sober west, As those two mourning eyes become thy face: O! let it then as well beseem thy heart To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace, And suit thy pity like in every part. Then will I swear beauty herself is black, And all they foul that thy complexion lack

  William Shakespeare

  Morning, Stars, Pain

  William Shakespeare (2014). “Arden Shakespeare Complete Works”, p.40, Bloomsbury Publishing

• There's rosemary and rue. These keep Seeming and savor all the winter long. Grace and remembrance be to you.

  William Shakespeare

  Winter, Long, Remembrance

  William Shakespeare (2009). “The Late Romances”, p.528, Bantam Classics

• O momentary grace of mortal men,
  Which we more hunt for than the grace of God!

  William Shakespeare

  Men, Grace, Religion

  William Shakespeare (2013). “The Wars of the Roses In Plain and Simple English: Includes Henry VI Parts 1 - 3 & Richard III, Richard II, Henry IV Parts 1 and 2, and Henry V”, p.854, BookCaps Study Guides

• He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.

  William Shakespeare

  Grace, Doe, Natural

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 2, sc. 3, l. [91]

• He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear: And you all know, security Is mortals' chiefest enemy.

  William Shakespeare

  Fate, Grace, Enemy

  William Shakespeare (2008). “Macbeth”, p.202, Cambridge University Press

• Angels and ministers of grace defend us!
  Be thou a spirit of health, or goblin damn'd,
  Bring with thee airs from heaven, or blasts from hell,
  Be thy intents wicked, or charitable,
  Thou com'st in such a questionable shape,
  That I will speak to thee.

  William Shakespeare

  Angel, Air, Heaven

  'Hamlet' (1601) act 1, sc. 4, l. 39

• Time be thine,
  And thy best graces spend it at thy will.

  William Shakespeare

  Time, Grace

  William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, Richard Farmer, Samuel Johnson (1821). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare”, p.195

• Angels and ministers of grace defend us.

  William Shakespeare

  Angel, Grace, Denmark In Hamlet

  'Hamlet' (1601) act 1, sc. 4, l. 39

• Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.

  William Shakespeare

  Weed, Grace, Herbs

  William Shakespeare, Samuel Weller Singer (1856). “King Henry VI, pt. 1-3. King Richard III”, p.461

• Grace and remembrance be to you both.

  William Shakespeare

  Anniversary, Wedding Anniversary, Remembrance

  William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, Richard Farmer, Samuel Johnson (1821). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare”, p.349

• God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.

  William Shakespeare

  Baby, Grace, Wish

  William Shakespeare, Alan Durband (1990). “Romeo and Juliet”, p.52, Nelson Thornes

• One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well; but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.

  William Shakespeare

  Wise, Grace, Virtuous

  William Shakespeare (1823). “The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: From the Text of Johnson, Stevens, and Reed; with Glossarial Notes, His Life, and a Critique on His Genius & Writings”, p.125

• O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, that he hath turn'd a heaven unto hell

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Heaven, Grace

  William Shakespeare, George Steevens, Edmond Malone, Charles Symmons (1842). “The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: From the Text of the Corrected Copies of Steevens and Malone, with a Life of the Poet”, p.117

• Had I but died an hour before this chance,
  I had liv'd a blessed time; for, from this instant,
  There's nothing serious in mortality:
  All is but toys; renown, and grace is dead;
  The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees
  Is left this vault to brag of.

  William Shakespeare

  Life, Blessed, Wine

  'Macbeth' (1606) act 2, sc. 3, l. [98]

• Holy, fair, and wise is she;
  The heaven such grace did lend her,
  That she might admired be.

  William Shakespeare

  Wise, Heaven, Grace

  'The Two Gentlemen Of Verona' (1592-3) act 4, sc. 2, l. 40

• Such an act
  That blurs the grace and blush of modesty;
  Calls virtue hypocrite; takes off the rose
  From the fair forehead of an innocent love,
  And sets a blister there; makes marriage vows
  As false as dicers' oaths.

  William Shakespeare

  Hypocrite, Rose, Grace

  William Shakespeare (2016). “Hamlet: Revised Edition”, p.368, Bloomsbury Publishing

• Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; For 'get you gone,' she doth not mean 'away.' Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces; Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces

  William Shakespeare

  Mean, Angel, Grace

  William Shakespeare (2007). “The Complete Works of William Shakespeare”, p.200, Wordsworth Editions

• Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace, Yet Grace must still look so.

  William Shakespeare

  Angel, Grace, Looks

  William Shakespeare (2001). “The Tragedy of Macbeth”, p.229, Classic Books Company

• DON PEDRO Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one: marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. DON PEDRO You have put him down, lady, you have put him down. BEATRICE So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools.

  William Shakespeare

  Mother, Heart, Grace

  William Shakespeare (2014). “Arden Shakespeare Complete Works”, p.921, Bloomsbury Publishing

• Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.

  William Shakespeare

  Memorable, Grace, Speak

  William Shakespeare, Capel Lofft (1812). “Aphorisms from Shakespeare; arranged according to the plays,&c. With a preface and notes, etc. [By C. Lofft.]”, p.117

• Lady, you are the cruel'st she alive If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.

  William Shakespeare

  Night, Grace, Alive

  'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 1, sc. 5, l. [257]

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