Love is blind, it stops lovers seeing the silly things they do.
'Tis pride that pulls the country down.
Till all grace be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace.
Wait for the season when to cast good counsels upon subsiding passion.
I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see Before me at this instant.
Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.