Love is blind, it stops lovers seeing the silly things they do.
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.
By Heaven, I love thee better than myself
If I shall be condemned Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you 'Tis rigor and not law.
If I must die, I will encounter darkness as a bride, and hug it in mine arms.
The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.