Call me by love, andi'll be new baptized: Henceforth I never will be Romeo
With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls, For stony limits cannot hold love out.
How cam'st thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
What shall I swear by?
Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swearThat tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops
O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self
If my heart's dear love
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest. Come to thy heart as that within my breast!
Th' exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it, And yet I would it were to give again.
A thousand times the worse to want thy light. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, but love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
Madam!
Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow by one that I’ll procure to come to thee where and what time thou wilt perform the rite
A thousand times good night!
I would I were thy bird.
Sweet, so would I.
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, and with a silken thread plucks it back again, so loving-jealous of his liberty.
Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone. And yet no further than a wanton’s bird, that lets it hop a little from his hand
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