Make me immortal with a kiss.

What are kings, when regiment is gone, but perfect shadows in a sunshine day?

Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight?

Why should you love him whom the world hates so? Because he love me more than all the world.

I am Envy, begotten of a chimney-sweeper and an oyster-wife. I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt; I am lean with seeing others eat - O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone; then thou should'st see how fat I would be! But must thou sit and I stand? Come down, with a vengeance!

Why this is hell, nor am I out of it: Thinkst thou that I who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells In being deprived of everlasting bliss! . . . When all the world dissolves, And every creature shall be purified, All places shall be hell that are not heaven.

Above our life we love a steadfast friend.