November 30, 2025 at 4:33 PM
November 30, 2025 at 4:30 PM
November 30, 2025 at 3:30 PM
November 30, 2025 at 3:28 PM
Now this grained face of mine be hid
In sap-consuming winteres drizzled snow.
Comedy of Errors
#ShakespeareSunday
In sap-consuming winteres drizzled snow.
Comedy of Errors
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 2:17 PM
Now this grained face of mine be hid
In sap-consuming winteres drizzled snow.
Comedy of Errors
#ShakespeareSunday
In sap-consuming winteres drizzled snow.
Comedy of Errors
#ShakespeareSunday
Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets,
The barks of trees thou browsed'st.
Antony and Cleopatra
#ShakespeareSunday
The barks of trees thou browsed'st.
Antony and Cleopatra
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 2:16 PM
Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets,
The barks of trees thou browsed'st.
Antony and Cleopatra
#ShakespeareSunday
The barks of trees thou browsed'st.
Antony and Cleopatra
#ShakespeareSunday
Shake the snow from off their cassocks
lest they shake themselves to pieces.
All's Well That Ends Well
#ShakespeareSunday
lest they shake themselves to pieces.
All's Well That Ends Well
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Shake the snow from off their cassocks
lest they shake themselves to pieces.
All's Well That Ends Well
#ShakespeareSunday
lest they shake themselves to pieces.
All's Well That Ends Well
#ShakespeareSunday
Quake in the present winter's state, and wish
That warmer days would come.
Cymbeline
#ShakespeareSunday
That warmer days would come.
Cymbeline
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 1:11 PM
Quake in the present winter's state, and wish
That warmer days would come.
Cymbeline
#ShakespeareSunday
That warmer days would come.
Cymbeline
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 12:25 PM
November 30, 2025 at 12:17 PM
November 30, 2025 at 11:15 AM
November 30, 2025 at 11:14 AM
November 30, 2025 at 10:18 AM
That pure congealed white, high Taurus' snow,
Fanned with the eastern wind.
Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
Fanned with the eastern wind.
Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 10:16 AM
That pure congealed white, high Taurus' snow,
Fanned with the eastern wind.
Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
Fanned with the eastern wind.
Midsummer Night's Dream
#ShakespeareSunday
Cold indeed, and labour lost.
Then farewell heat, and welcome frost.
Merchant of Venice
#ShakespeareSunday
Then farewell heat, and welcome frost.
Merchant of Venice
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 9:25 AM
Cold indeed, and labour lost.
Then farewell heat, and welcome frost.
Merchant of Venice
#ShakespeareSunday
Then farewell heat, and welcome frost.
Merchant of Venice
#ShakespeareSunday
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail.
Love's Labour's Lost
#ShakespeareSunday
And milk comes frozen home in pail.
Love's Labour's Lost
#ShakespeareSunday
November 30, 2025 at 9:23 AM
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail.
Love's Labour's Lost
#ShakespeareSunday
And milk comes frozen home in pail.
Love's Labour's Lost
#ShakespeareSunday
I am very cold, and all the stars are out too,
The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
Two Noble kinsmen
#ShakespeareSunday
The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
Two Noble kinsmen
#ShakespeareSunday
November 23, 2025 at 5:12 PM
I am very cold, and all the stars are out too,
The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
Two Noble kinsmen
#ShakespeareSunday
The little stars and all, that look like aglets.
Two Noble kinsmen
#ShakespeareSunday
November 23, 2025 at 5:11 PM
November 23, 2025 at 3:47 PM
HOTSPUR-the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for – (He dies)
PRINCE HAL -For worms, brave Percy.
1 Henry IV
#ShakespeareSunday
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for – (He dies)
PRINCE HAL -For worms, brave Percy.
1 Henry IV
#ShakespeareSunday
November 23, 2025 at 3:46 PM
HOTSPUR-the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for – (He dies)
PRINCE HAL -For worms, brave Percy.
1 Henry IV
#ShakespeareSunday
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for – (He dies)
PRINCE HAL -For worms, brave Percy.
1 Henry IV
#ShakespeareSunday
Alas! she's cold:
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated.
Romeo and Juliet
#ShakespeareSunday
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated.
Romeo and Juliet
#ShakespeareSunday
November 23, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Alas! she's cold:
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated.
Romeo and Juliet
#ShakespeareSunday
Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff;
Life and these lips have long been separated.
Romeo and Juliet
#ShakespeareSunday
November 23, 2025 at 2:10 PM
November 23, 2025 at 1:02 PM
November 23, 2025 at 1:01 PM
November 23, 2025 at 12:01 PM