Date: 1609

"But then begins a journey in my head / To work my mind, when body's work's expired"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"For then my thoughts (from far where I abide) / Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"Save that my soul's imaginary sight / Presents thy shadow to my sightless view"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"The vacant leaues thy mindes imprint will beare, / And of this booke, this learning maist thou taste."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1609

"Looke what thy memorie cannot containe, / Commit to these waste blacks, and thou shalt finde / Those children nurst, deliuerd from thy braine, / To take a new acquaintance of thy minde."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: w. 1610-11, 1623

"A solemn air, and the best comforter / To an unsettled fancy, cure thy brains, / Now useless, boiled within thy skull."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: w. 1610-11, 1623

"The charm dissolves apace, / And as the morning steals upon the night, / Melting the darkness, so their rising senses / Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle / Their clearer reason."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: w. 1610-11, 1623

"Their understanding / Begins to swell, and the approaching tide / Will shortly fill the reasonable shores / That now lie foul and muddy."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: w. 1610-11, 1623

"You cram these words into mine ears against / The stomach of my sense."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1611-12, 1623

"Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased; / Pluck from the memory of a rooted sorrow; / Raze out the written troubles of the brain; / And with some sweet oblivious antidote / Cleanse the stuff'd bosom of that perilous stuff / Which weighs upon the heart?"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)