Thursday, 17 December 2020

Day 17 of Quotes - Winter/Christmas According To Shakespeare


Day 17 and I've chosen "Winter/Christmas According To Shakespeare" as the theme for today's seventeen quotations. Will I find seventeen? Not sure - I know a few old favourites but did he mention more? Here goes!


Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York . . .

RICHARD THE THIRD


The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose . . . 

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM


For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale . . . 

THE WINTER'S TALE


Some say that ever ‘gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour’s birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning singeth all night long:
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad;
The nights are wholesome; then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallowed and so gracious is the time. 

HAMLET


At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth . . . 

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST


Blow, blow thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude . . . 

AS YOU LIKE IT


Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain
Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done . . . 

VENUS AND ADONIS


When icicles hang by the wall,
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail . . . 

LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST


Winter, which, being full of care, makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, more rare  . . . 

SONNET 56


And after summer evermore succeeds 
Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold . . . 

KING HENRY SIXTH PART TWO


Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss
And, of so great a favour growing proud,
Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower
And make rough winter everlastingly. 

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA


Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care;
Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;
Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.

SONNET 12


A sad tale's best for winter: I have one of sprites and goblins . . . 

A WINTER'S TALE


How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! 

SONNET 97


Yea, and furr'd moss besides, when flowers are none,
To winter-ground thy corse. 

CYMBELINE


In winter with warm tears I'll melt the snow
And keep eternal spring-time on thy face . . .

TITUS ANDRONICUS


I, that did never weep, now melt with woe
That winter should cut off our spring-time so.

HENRY SIXTH PART THREE


Found 'em - seventeen quotes for the seventeenth day of December. Now I know it's time I brushed up my Shakespeare! (I have to admit that I'll take David Essex and his Winter's Tale over Will Shakespeare's!)

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