Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
Ceremony was but devised at first to set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, recanting goodness, sorry ere 'Tis shown; but where there is true friendship, there needs none.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
I might not this believeWithout the sensible and true avouchOf mine own eyes.
Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
To set a gloss on faint deeds, hollow welcomes, Recanting goodness, sorry ere 'tis shown; But where there is true friendship, there needs none.
Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. - Romeo -
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, For I never saw true beauty till this night
So true a fool is love that in your will,Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.
In the corrupted currents of this word offence's gilded hand may solve by justice, and oft, tis seen the wicked prize itself buys out the law: but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies in his true nature; And we ourselves
They are but beggars that can count their worth, but my true love is grown to such excess, I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth.