Shakespeare is one of the most commonly read play or literature at both high school and colleges. We have compiled a list of the best and witty Shakespeare themed pickup lines for you to use at your English class.
Or you can just sound smart and impress with your knowledge for the Shakespeare smarts.
| Shakespeare Pick Up Lines | |
|---|---|
| A kiss is but a minute’s joy | |
| As glorious as the noon-tide sun | |
| As kind as the sun to the newborn spring | |
| As you have virtue, speak it | |
| But soft, what light through yonder trousers breaks? | |
| By you, like your shade, I’ll ever dwell | |
| Can I just tell you, your eyes are nothing like the sun. And what's up with that wiry head of hair you got going on? Wait, where you going? Come back, it gets better! Your breath reeks! Call me! | |
| Come woo me, woo me, for I am in a holiday humour and like enough to consent. (As You Like It) | |
| diamond are not more pure than she | |
| Do me, or not do me. THAT is the question. | |
| Et tu, Cutie? | |
| Ever seen a beast with two backs? Want to help me make one? | |
| Give me a naked lady in a net of gold | |
| Give me leave to waken your memory | |
| God hath given you one face, but you made yourself another. You didn't need to. I mean, the first one was fine. | |
| Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow (Romeo and Juliet) | |
| Goodness and virtue are your near acquaintances | |
| Greetings to you, fair sailor. | |
| Her name like some celestial fire quickens my spirit | |
| Hey, Baby, can Ophelia up? | |
| Hey, that guy de Vere wrote you this sonnet and told me to put my name on it. No, wait, no he didn't, he's dead. | |
| Hi. My name is Julius, and when I saw you, I said to myself, "Julius, seize her!" | |
| How about a little Puck? | |
| I am a castaway in love | |
| I am as mute as night | |
| I am proud to please you | |
| I bet your phone number ends in 1599 because that's the most probable date for the composition of As You Like It. | |
| I do beseech you – chiefly that I may set it in my prayers – what is your name? (The Tempest) | |
| I do love nothing in the world so well as you (Much Ado about Nothing) | |
| I don't want to brag, but I did once hear my last girlfriend referring to our sex life as the "sound and the fury." I didn't catch what she said after that. Or immediately before. | |
| I have no faculty which is not yours. | |
| I noticed you hitting it off with that fair youth. Care to make it a three-way? | |
| I pray you, do not fall in love with me, For I am falser than vows made in wine (As You Like It) | |
| I prize your love above all the gold in wealthy Indies arms | |
| I sacrifice to you the incense of my thanks | |
| I see your wit is as nimble as your tongue | |
| I want no part of welcome but your wished presence | |
| I wear you in my heart | |
| I will repay your love with usury | |
| I will unripe my very bosom to you | |
| I would not wish any companion in the world but you. | |
| I, like a child, will go by your directions | |
| I'd LIKE for YOU to PLEASE go OUT with ME. Ever been picked up in iambic pentameter before? | |
| I'd rather compare thee to a summer's NIGHT, if you don't mind and if you get my meaning. | |
| I’ll bathe my lips in rosy dews of kisses | |
| I’ll chronicle your virtues | |
| I’ll pay the tribute of my love to you | |
| I’ll play at kisses with you | |
| If I said you were the most beautified, would you say that beautified was a vile phrase? | |
| If I start behaving like an ass, will you start behaving like Titania? | |
| If I whispered in thine ear that thou hadst a body of beauty unknown but to the heavens, wouldst thou hold it against me? | |
| If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep! (Twelfth Night) | |
| If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Especially useful when your target gives off that "recently broke up with somebody" vibe. | |
| If you were a statue, I'd wish I were Leontes and you were Hermione, who was pretending to be dead for sixteen years. And not really a statue at all. | |
| Inherit your desires | |
| Is this a dagger I see before me? Nay! Im merely happy to cast eyes upon thy beauty! | |
| It is a confidence that well becomes you | |
| It is a paradise enjoying you | |
| It is no pilgrimage to travel to your lips | |
| Let me but touch the white pillows of your | |
| Let me perish in your presence | |
| Let me seal my vowed faith on your lips | |
| Let me share your thoughts | |
| Let men that hope to be beloved be bold | |
| Let's go back to my place and tear some sheets, Doll! | |
| Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind (A Midsummer Nights Dream) | |
| Make me companion of your cares | |
| Midnight would blush at this | |
| Mine eyes have feasted on your beauteous face | |
| My arms shall be your sanctuary | |
| My boldness wants excuse | |
| My duty binds me to obey you ever | |
| My entertainment hath confirmed my welcome | |
| My genius and yours are friends | |
| My heart, it pines, as my trousers tent. | |
| My tongue speaks the freedom of my heart | |
| My wish requires you | |
| naked breasts | |
| Now is the winter of my discontent. Won't you make it glorious summer by going out with me? | |
| O I shall rob you of too much sweetness | |
| O, somebody bring me a bucket of water ’cause I just found my muse of fire! Hey, baby, did you ever ascend the brightest heaven of invention? | |
| O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?- Romeo and Juliet | |
| O! Prithee sitteth upon my visage, and perchance to let me divine thy weight. | |
| Of course, Romeo and Gertrude is just a working title. I might be persuaded to change it for you, MLady. | |
| Reward stays for you | |
| Shall I compare thee to a brick outhouse? | |
| Shall I compare thee to a summers day? (Sonnet 18) | |
| She’s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is woman, and therefore to be won (Henry VI) | |
| Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again. (Romeo and Juliet) | |
| Sure winter dwells upon your lip, the snow is not more cold | |
| Sweet and delicious is the feast of love | |
| Sweet as the breath o flutes, or love’s deliciousness | |
| The fault is not in our stars but in your eyes. I mean, the stars are in your eyes. Or something. | |
| The sun never met the summer with more joy | |
| The unblown rose, the crystal nor the | |
| The very instant that I saw you did my heart fly to your service. | |
| There is no treasure on Earth like her | |
| There's nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so - and I'm thinking you look good. | |
| There’s music in her smiles | |
| They are in the very wrath of love, and they will together; clubs cannot part them. (As you Like It) | |
| They must have left the gates of purgatory open—look who walked out! Besides Hamlet's dad, I mean. | |
| To be or not to be? With you, the former. Without you, the latter. | |
| Virtue goes with you | |
| Welcome, as light to day, as health to sick men | |
| What a pretty thing man is when he goes in his doublet and hose and leaves off his wit! (Much Ado About Nothing) | |
| When you do dance, I wish you a wave o’ the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that. Probably only useful after chasing down someone who's just come off the dancefloor. | |
| When you do dance, I wish you were a wave o’ the sea, that you might ever do nothing but that. (The Winter’s Tale) | |
| Who ever loved that loved not at first sight? Yeah, I've heard you want to be careful starting out with the L word. | |
| Without thine companionship, dear lady, I fearest Id spend the evening with pen in hand, if thou knows what I mean. | |
| Women are angels clad in flesh | |
| Wouldst thou away to yon Motel 6 with me? | |
| Wouldst thou care to join me in forming the beast with two backs? | |
| You are a flame of beauty | |
| You are a noble giver | |
| You are a white enchantress, lady. You can enchain me with a smile. | |
| You are full of fair desert | |
| You are the miracle of friendship | |
| You are the only anchor of my hopes | |
| You are the rising sun which I adore | |
| You are the star I reach at | |
| You are the userer of fame | |
| You cannot tempt me, Siren | |
| You guild my praises far above my deserts | |
| You have a face where all good seems to dwell | |
| You have made me sick with passion | |
| You have the power to sway me as you please | |
| You have witchcraft in your lips (Henry VI) | |
| You look like an angel. Or at least a minister of grace. | |
| You make my faith to stagger | |
| You must know Shakespeare ’cause my heart just did a swan dive. Because he's, like, called the Swan of Avon sometimes. Get it? | |
| You speak the courtier’s dialect | |
| You understand not the language of my intent | |
| You wear a snowy livery | |
| You wrap me up in wonder | |
| You, like a comet, do attract all eyes | |
| You. Me. Dance floor. Now. Don't give me no ado about nothing. | |
| You're like a good production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. You both have a nice Bottom. | |
| Your breath casts sweet perfumes | |
| Your compliments call your faith in question | |
| Your example steers me | |
| Your eyes are orbs of stars | |
| Your favors have fallen like dew upon me | |
| Your favors I did taste in great abundance | |
| Your fingers are made to quaver on a lute, your arms to hang about a lady’s neck | |
| Your heart’s desires be with you! | |
| Your love outstrips my merit | |
| Your title far exceeds my worth | |
| Your tongue is oiled with courtly flatteries | |
| Your wit hath too much edge | |
| Your words are Delphian oracles | |
| Your words have charmed my soul | |
| Your words like music please me |
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