William Shakespeare Quotes about War - Page 2

Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; then what should war be?

Religious canons, civil laws, are cruel; then what should war be?

William Shakespeare

Religious, War, Law

William Shakespeare (2011). “Titus Andronicus and Timon of Athens: Two Classical Plays”, p.196, Palgrave Macmillan

The hideous god of war.

William Shakespeare

War, God Of War, Hideous

William Shakespeare (1767). “The works of Shakespeare, with corrections and illustr. from various commentators”, p.125

Farewell the tranquil mind! farewell content! Farewell the plumed troops, and the big wars That make ambition virtue.

William Shakespeare

War, Farewell, Ambition

'Othello' (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 346

Brutus, I do observe you now of late: I have not from your eyes that gentleness And show of love as I was wont to have: You bear too stubborn and too strange a hand Over your friend that loves you. Poor Brutus, with himself at war, Forgets the shows of love to other men.

William Shakespeare

Love, War, Eye

'Julius Caesar' (1599) act 1, sc. 2, l. 32

Let me have war, say I; it exceeds peace as far as day does night; it's spritely, waking, audible, and full of vent.

William Shakespeare

War, Night, Doe

'Coriolanus' (1608) act 4, sc. 5, l. [237]

I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways.

William Shakespeare

War, Fifty, Way

1599-1600 Touchstone. AsYou Like It, act 5, sc.1, l.51-6.

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.

William Shakespeare

Kings, War, Writing

In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends, To reap the harvest of perpetual peace By this one bloody trial of sharp war.

William Shakespeare

Peace, War, Names

William Shakespeare, Oliver William Bourn Peabody, Samuel Weller Singer, Charles Symmons, John Payne Collier (1839). “The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Richard III. Henry VIII. Troilus and Cressida. Timon of Athens. Coriolanus”, p.114

O, Thou hast damnable iteration; and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint.

William Shakespeare

Art, War, Saint

'Henry IV, Part 1' (1597) act 1, sc. 2, l. [101]

There live not three good men unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and grows old.

William Shakespeare

War, Men, Good Man

'Henry IV, Part 1' (1597) act 2, sc. 4, l. [146]

A man can die but once.

William Shakespeare

War, Men, Medieval War

'Henry IV, Part 2' (1597) act 3, sc. 2, l. [253].

Go, bid the soldiers shoot.

William Shakespeare

War, Soldier

'Hamlet' (1601) act 5, sc. 2, l. [417]

Upon his royal face there is no note how dread an army hath enrounded him.

William Shakespeare

War, Army, Faces

William Shakespeare (1998). “Henry V”, p.205, Oxford University Press, USA

Here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.

William Shakespeare

Kings, War, Sorrow

William Shakespeare (1793). “The Plays of William Shakspeare: In Fifteen Volumes. With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators. To which are Added Notes”, p.73

To whom God will, there be the victory.

William Shakespeare

War, Victory, Gods Will

William Shakespeare (1823). “The Plays of William Shakspeare”, p.239

Come the three corners of the world in arms, and we shall shock them.

William Shakespeare

War, Three, World

'King John' (1591-8) act 5, sc. 7, l. 112

For I can raise no money by vile means. By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas

William Shakespeare

Money, War, Heart

William Shakespeare (1864). “The Works of William Shakespeare”, p.781

War is no strife To the dark house and the detested wife.

William Shakespeare

War, Dark, Wife

William Shakespeare (1858). “Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems”, p.570

Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars That make ambition virtue! O, farewell! Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, th' ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!

William Shakespeare

War, Farewell, Ambition

'Othello' (1602-4) act 3, sc. 3, l. 346

The undeserver may sleep when the man of action is called on.

William Shakespeare

War, Sleep, Men

William Shakespeare, A. R. Humphreys (1967). “King Henry IV Part 2: Second Series”, p.87, Cengage Learning EMEA

Were it good To set the exact wealth of all our states All at one cast? to set so rich a main On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour? It were not good.

William Shakespeare

War, Nice, Gambling

William Shakespeare (2012). “Henry IV”, p.61, Courier Corporation

That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.

William Shakespeare

War, England, Conquer

'Richard II' (1595) act 2, sc. 1, l. 40

From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, The hum of either army stilly sounds, That the fixed sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch. Fire answers fire, and through their play flames Each battle sees the other's umbered face. Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs Piercing the night's dull ear; and from the tents The armorers accomplishing the knights, With busy hammers closing rivets up, Give dreadful note of preparation.

William Shakespeare

War, Army, Night

'Henry V' (1599) act 4, chorus, l. 1