Quotes about king
kings sith thee
Fare thee well, king: sith thus thou wilt appear, Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here. William Shakespeare
kings-and-love lear regard
Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from th' entire point.
kings war sea
Cheerily to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France
kings sea water
Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed King;
kings wall war
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands,--This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
kings men sea
A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm
kings lakers
We entertained all of the big names. It was a high-volume operation. When the Lakers weren't playing, we had the Clippers and the (NHL's) Kings and concerts. It was some place.
kings heart men
What infinite heart's-ease Must kings neglect that private men enjoy! And what have kings that privates have not too, Save ceremony, save general ceremony?
kings thinking bird
I heard a bird so sing, Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
kings temples crowns
Within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court.
kings soul citizens
Every subject's duty is the Kings, but every subject's soul is his own.
kings war writing
Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth.... [W]hat can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground?... [N]othing can we call our own, but death... [L]et us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings:— How some have been depos'd, some slain in war; Some haunted by the ghosts they have depos'd...
kings windsor
Here will be an old abusing of God's patience and the king's English.
kings humorous men
He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil and target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; the humorous man shall end his part in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose lungs are tickle o' th' sere; and the lady shall say her mind freely, or the blank verse shall halt fort.
kings believe men
O King, believe not this hard-hearted man!
kings precious-stones paradise-on-earth
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-Paradise.
kings son hands
Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons, Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus, Or any one of you, chop off your hand And send it to the King: he for the same Will send thee hither both thy sons alive, And that shall be the ransom for their fault.
kings sleep golden
This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd So many English kings.
kings love-is views
An earnest conjuration from the King, As England was his faithful tributary, As love between them like the palm might flourish, As peace should still her wheaten garland wear And stand a comma 'tween their amities, And many such-like as's of great charge, That, on the view and knowing of these contents, Without debatement further, more or less, He should the bearers put to sudden death, Not shriving time allow'd.
kings succeed should
If you be King, why should not I succeed?
kings hate love-is
Besides, our nearness to the King in love Is near the hate of those love not the King.
kings kings-and-queens divinity
There's such divinity doth hedge a king. That treason doth but peep to what it would.
kings children wife
Let us our lives, our souls, Our debts, our careful wives, Our children, and our sins, lay on the King!
kings judging heaven
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge, That no king can corrupt.
kings sleep needs
Do you take me for a sponge, my lord? hamlet: Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again. rosencrantz: I understand you not, my lord. hamlet: I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
kings blow glowing
They do not abuse the king that flatter him. For flattery is the bellows blows up sin; The thing the which is flattered, but a spark To which that blast gives heat and stronger glowing;
kings lying lapses
To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.
kings men climbing
King Henry: But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, And what a pitch she flew above the rest! To see how God in all his creatures works! Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high. Suffolk: No marvel, an it like your majesty, My lord protectors hawks do tower so well; They know their masters loves to be aloft, And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. Gloucester: My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
kings fear silly
Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kings that fear their subjects treachery?
king men poor rich rules satisfied till wanna
Poor men wanna be rich, rich men wanna be kings,And a king aint satisfied till he rules everything. Bruce Springsteen
kings men sin
I am a man more sinned against than sinning
kings grief sorrow
for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)
kings foxes body
ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing - GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord? HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!