A Quote by William Shakespeare

Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.

William Shakespeare

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Shall Side Sit Slip World Younger

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William Shakespeare
English - Playwright
April 23, 1564 - April 23, 1616

Such night in England ne'er had been, nor ne'er again shall be.

Thomas Babington Macaulay

But there are wanderers o'er Eternity Whose bark drives on and on, and anchor'd ne'er shall be.

Lord Byron

Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

Alexander Pope

And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother

William Shakespeare

Alas! the praise given to the ear Ne'er was nor ne'er can be sincere.

Letitia Elizabeth Landon

I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.

Richard Brinsley Sheridan

He who shall teach the child to doubtThe rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

William Blake

Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Wouldst thou wisely, and with pleasure, Pass the days of life's short measure, From the slow one counsel take, But a tool of him ne'er make; Ne'er as friend the swift one know, Nor the constant one as foe.

Friedrich Schiller

Ne'er to meet, or ne'er to part, is peace.

Edward Young

From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition; And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

William Shakespeare

Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader browner shade; Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think.

Thomas Gray

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be.

Alexander Pope

Tis strange the miser should his cares employTo gain those riches he can ne'er enjoy;Is it less strange the prodigal should wasteHis wealth to purchase what he ne'er can taste?

Alexander Pope

Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.

Alexander Pope

And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, while the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.