Mid Summer Nights Dream Quotes

Mid Summer Nights Dream Quotes by William Shakespeare, John Heywood, Emily Rodda and many others.

To you your father should be as a god.

To you your father should be as a god.
William Shakespeare
But earthlier happy is the rose distill’d
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
William Shakespeare
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber’d here While these visions did appear.
William Shakespeare
All’s well that ends well.
John Heywood
The course of true love never did run smooth.
William Shakespeare
And yet,to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.
William Shakespeare
I sat upon a promontory,
And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin’s back,
Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath,
That the rude sea grew civil at her song;
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres,
To hear the sea-maid’s music.
William Shakespeare
Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.
William Shakespeare
All is well that ends well
Emily Rodda
Though she be but little, she is fierce!
William Shakespeare
I am that merry wanderer of the night.
William Shakespeare
Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities.
William Shakespeare
Cupid is a knavish lad, Thus to make poor females mad.
William Shakespeare
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
William Shakespeare
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
William Shakespeare
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love’s mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
William Shakespeare
I know a place where the wild thyme blows, where oxlips and the nodding violet grows.
William Shakespeare

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