William Shakespeare Dying Quotations

They say, the tongues of dying men Enforce attention, like deep harmony; Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain; For they breathe truth, that breathe their words in pain.

Come my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.

The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.

I care not, a man can die but once; we owe God and death.

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror

The tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep harmony.

One good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages.

When Death doth close his tender dying eyes.

They say the tongues of dying men enforce attention, like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain.