William Shakespeare Quotes about Rain

Dirty days hath September April June and November From January up to May The rain it raineth every day All the rest have thirty-one Without a blessed gleam of sun And if any of them had two-and-thirty They'd be just as

Dirty days hath September April June and November From January up to May The rain it raineth every day All the rest have thirty-one Without a blessed gleam of sun And if any of them had two-and-thirty They'd be just as wet and twice as dirty." "April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.

William Shakespeare

Spring, Blessed, Rain

Do all men kill the things they do not love ............ The quality of mercy is not strain'd It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest It blesseth him that gives and him that takes

William Shakespeare

Rain, Men, Venice

Where shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done, when the battle 's lost and won

William Shakespeare

Life, Rain, Play

William Shakespeare (2000). “The Tragedies of Shakespeare: (A Modern Library E-Book)”, p.1043, Modern Library

The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.

William Shakespeare

Kings, Rain, Heart

'The Merchant of Venice' (1596-8) act 4, sc. 1, l. [182]

But when I came, alas, to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.

William Shakespeare

Rain, Wind, Rivers

'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 5, sc. 1, l. [401]

A great while ago the world begun, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; But that's all one, our play is done, And we'll strive to please you every day.

William Shakespeare

Book, Philosophical, Rain

'Twelfth Night' (1601) act 5, sc. 1, l. [401]

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

William Shakespeare

Art, Rain, Play

'Romeo And Juliet' (1595) act 2, sc. 2, l. 33

The rain, it raineth every day.

William Shakespeare

Rain, Rain Water, Raining Day

'King Lear' (1605-6) act 3, sc. 2, l. [74]

If the boy have not a woman's gift To rain a shower of commanded tears, An onion will do well for such a shift.

William Shakespeare

Rain, Boys, Tears

William Shakespeare, Harold James Oliver (1999). “The Taming of the Shrew”, p.96, Oxford University Press, USA

O love, be moderate, allay thy ecstasy, In measure rain thy joy, scant this excess!

William Shakespeare

Rain, Love Is, Joy

William Shakespeare, James Boswell, Alexander Pope, Edward Capell, Samuel Johnson (1821). “The plays and poems of William Shakspeare”, p.205

Much rain wears the marble.

William Shakespeare

Time, Rain, Marble

William Shakespeare, Joseph Dennie, Isaac Reed, Samuel Johnson, William Richardson (1807). “King Henry VI, part 1. King Henry VI, part 2. King Henry VI, part 3”, p.359

What should we speak of When we are old as you? when we shall hear The rain and wind beat dark December? how, In this our pinching cave, shall we discourse The freezing hours away?

William Shakespeare

Rain, Dark, Wind

'Cymbeline' (1609-10) act 3, sc. 3, l. 35

Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.

William Shakespeare

Rain, Lust, Tears

William Shakespeare, Katherine Duncan-Jones, H. R. Woudhuysen (2007). “Poems: Third Series”, p.286, Cengage Learning EMEA

Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, That things might change or cease; tears his white hair, Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage, Catch in their fury and make nothing of; Strives in his little world of man to outscorn The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch, The lion and the belly-pinched wolf Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, And bids what will take all.

William Shakespeare

Running, Kings, Rain

William Shakespeare (1813). “The Plays of William Shakespeare”, p.836