William Shakespeare Quotes About Sadness

• Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

  William Shakespeare

  Grief, Heart, Sadness

• When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

  William Shakespeare

  Sympathy, Sadness, Sad Life

  'Hamlet' (1601) act 4, sc. 5, l. [78]

• 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.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Pain, Heart

  William Shakespeare (1858). “Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems”, p.648

• Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

  William Shakespeare

  Funny, Depression, Husband

  'The Tempest' (1611) act 2, sc. 2, l. [42]

• But it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in the most humorous sadness.

  William Shakespeare

  Humorous, Sadness, Rumination

  William Shakespeare (2001). “As You Like It”, p.211, Classic Books Company

• I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.

  William Shakespeare

  Grief, Sadness, Sorrow

  1596 Constance. KingJohn, act 2, sc.2, l.68-9.

• The instruments of darkness tell us truths.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Truth, Darkness

  'Macbeth' (1606) act 1, sc. 3, l. 123

• I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician's, which is fantastical; nor the courtier's, which is proud; not the soldier's which is ambitious; nor the lawyer's, which is politic; nor the lady's, which is nice; nor the lover's, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in a most humorous sadness.

  William Shakespeare

  Nice, Humorous, Sadness

  William Shakespeare (2012). “Comedies of Shakespeare in Plain and Simple English (a Modern Translation and the Original Version)”, p.747, BookCaps Study Guides

• Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me; Is't not enough to torture me alone, But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Sweet, Heart

  William Shakespeare (2013). “The Complete Works of William Shakespeare In Plain and Simple English”, p.8759, BookCaps Study Guides

• A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder.

  William Shakespeare

  Grief, Sadness, Blow

  'Henry IV, Part 1' (1597) act 2, sc. 4, l. [370]

• Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my dear doting heart Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Art, Jewels

  William Shakespeare (1838). “The Pictorial edition of the works of Shakspere, ed. by C. Knight. [8 vols., including a vol. entitled William Shakspere, by C. Knight].”

• Tired with all these for restful death I cry, As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Tired, Desert

  Sonnet 66

• ...too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy.

  William Shakespeare

  Sadness, Blood, Nurse

  William Shakespeare (2009). “Four Comedies: The Taming of the Shrew, A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Merchant of Venice, Twel fth Night”, p.69, Bantam Classics

• O call not me to justify the wrong, That thy unkindness lays upon my heart, Wound me not with thine eye but with thy tongue, Use power with power, and slay me not by art.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Art, Eye

  William Shakespeare (1790). “The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare: Venus and Adonis. The rape of Lucrece. Sonnets. The passionate pilgrim. A lover's complaint. Titus Andronicus. Romeus and Juliet. Appendix, glossarial index. Vol. 10”, p.306

• So now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, My self I'll forfeit, so that other mine, Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Self, Comfort

  William Shakespeare (2016). “The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition: The Complete Works”, p.2874, Oxford University Press

• Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Hate, Ifs

  William Shakespeare (1973). “Shakespeare’s Sonnets: The Problems Solved”, p.186, Springer

• Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.

  William Shakespeare

  Love, Sadness, Hours

  Aidan Coleman, Shane Barnes, William Shakespeare (2008). “Romeo and Juliet”, p.30, Insight Publications

• What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?

  William Shakespeare

  Sadness, Romeo And Juliet Love, Hours

  William Shakespeare (2000). “Romeo and Juliet”, p.20, Classic Books Company

• No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell.

  William Shakespeare

  Sad, Giving, Sullen

  Sonnet 71

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