The force of his own merit makes his way-a gift that heaven gives for him.
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Oh, flatter me; for love delights in praises.
They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.
Is twenty hundred kisses such a trouble?