Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head?
For so work the honey bees, creatures that by a rule in nature teach the act of order to a peopled kingdom.
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-Paradise.
thus with a kiss I die
Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones.