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From Richard II – Richard’s uncle, John of Gaunt lies dying
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle,This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,This other Eden, demi-ParadiseThis fortress built by nature for herselfAgainst 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 wallOr as a moat defensive to a houseAgainst the envy of less happier lands –This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England
From Troilus and Cressida
The heavens themselves, the planets, and this centreObserve degree, priority, and place,Insisture, course, proportion, season, form;Office, and custom, in all line of order. . .But when the planetsIn evil mixture to disorder wander,What plagues and what portents, what mutiny!What raging of the sea, shaking of earth!. . .take but degree away, untune that string, And hark what discord follows. . .
Shakespearean phrases you may use
• Catch a cold• Level playing field• Vanished into thin air• Green-eyed jealousy • Tongue-tied• Hoodwinked• Own flesh and blood• It is all the same to me• Tower of strength• Knitted your brows