passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffick of our stage."
thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale."
candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops."
is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite."
and I are past our dancing days."
night! come, Romeo! come, thou day in night!
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night,
Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-brow'd night,
Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun."
look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death! - above quotes - Romeo and Juliet
yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for a boy; as a squash is before
'tis a peascod, or a codling when 'tis almost an apple: 'tis with him
in standing water, between boy and man. He is very shrewishly: one would
think his mother's milk were scarce out of him." -
Than men their minds! 'tis true.
O heaven! were man
But constant, he were perfect. That one error
Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the sins:
Inconstancy falls off ere it begins.
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? - The Two Gentlemen of Verona