I love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
William ShakespeareA man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.
William ShakespeareI love thee, I love thee with a love that shall not die. Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
William ShakespeareA man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.
William Shakespeare