William Shakespeare Quotes - Page 110
Say, thou art mine; and ever, My love, as it begins, shall so persevere
I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say - I love you
I love you more than word can wield the matter, Dearer than eye-sight, space and liberty
By Heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love
What? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes
So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face' too roughly.
Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough.
Such is my love, to thee I so belong, That for thy right myself will bear all wrong.
I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well
So they loved as love in twain Had the essence but in one; Two distinct, divisions none.
I'll say she looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew.