William Shakespeare Earth Quotations

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, From earth to heaven.

This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory.

The earth, that is nature's mother, is her tomb.

O, where is loyalty? If it be banished from the frosty head, Where shall it find a harbor in the earth?

Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.

I despised my arrival on this earth and I despise my departure; it is a tragedy.

Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth.

Nay, had I pow'r, I should Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Uproar the universal peace, confound All unity on earth.

Nature, as it grows again toward earth, is fashioned for the journey, dull and heavy.

A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee.

O devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.

Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out.

This rough magic I here abjure and when I have required some heavenly music, which even now I do, to work mine end upon their senses that this airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, bury it certain fathoms in the earth, and deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.

O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!

Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.

Comfort's in heaven, and we are on the earth

Blessed are the peacemakers on earth.

Macbeth to Witches: What are these So wither'd and so wild in their attire, That look not like th' inhabitants o' th' earth, And yet are on 't?

For naught so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give ...

The earth has music for those that listen.

Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

CLEOPATRA: If it be love indeed, tell me how much. ANTONY: There's beggary in the love that can be reckoned. CLEOPATRA: I'll set a bourne how far to be belov'd. ANTONY: Then must thou needs find out new heaven, new earth.

I'll break my staff, bury it certain fathoms in the earth, and deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book!

Concerning God, free will and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be, all that vain men imagine or believe, or hope can paint or suffering may achieve, we descanted.

Cry 'Havoc', and let slip the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial

Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.

It is the very error of the moon;She comes more nearer earth than she was wont,And drives men mad.