Date: 1594, 1623

"Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind, / And makes it fearful and degenerate."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"How irksome is this music to my heart! / When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"A heart unspotted is not easily daunted. "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue / The envious load that lies upon his heart."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Ay, Margaret, my heart is drowned with grief, / Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Faster than springtime showers comes thought on thought, / And not a thought but thinks on dignity."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"My brain, more busy than the labouring spider, / Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"I fear me you but warm the starvèd snake, / Who, cherished in your breasts, will sting your hearts."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"The splitting rocks cow'red in the sinking sands, / And would not dash me with their ragged sides, / Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they, / Might in thy palace perish Margaret."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"I took a costly jewel from my neck -- / A heart it was, bound in with diamonds -- / And threw it towards thy land. The sea received it, / And so I wished thy body might my heart."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)