No sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason.
Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.
It is to be all made of sighs and tears;—
It is to be all made of faith and service;—
It is to be all made of fantasy.
As You Like It. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 89.
I know not why
I love this youth; and I have heard you say,
Love's reason's without reason.
Cymbeline. Act IV. Sc. 2. L. 20.
This is the very ecstasy of love,
Whose violent property foredoes itself,
And leads the will to desperate undertakings.
Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 1. L. 102.
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youth I suffered much extremity for love; very
near this.
Hamlet. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 188.
Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
When little fears grow great, great love grows
Hamlet. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 181.
Forty thousand brothers
Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum.
Hamlet. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 292.
Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate
thee.
Henry VIII. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 444.
Though last, not least in love!
Julius Casar. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 189.
Which of you shall we say doth love us most?
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where nature doth with merit challenge.
King Lear. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 52.
Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair,
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen can passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3. Song.
By heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me
to rhyme, and to be melancholy.
Love's Labour's Lout. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 10.
You would for paradise break faith and troth,
And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 143.
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind.
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 334.
LOVE
Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in
taste:
For valour, is not Love a Hercules,
Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?
Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 339.
And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Love's Labour's Lost. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 344.
But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit.
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 6. L. 36.
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is Yet I have not seen
So likely an ambassador of love;
A day in April never came so sweet,
To show how costly summer was at hand,
As this fore-spurrer comes before his lord.
Merchant of Venice. Act II. Sc. 9. L. 91.
And swearing till my very roof was dry
With oaths of love.
Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 206.
Love like a shadow flies when substance love
pursues;
Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.
Merry Wives of Windsor. Act II. Sc. 2. L.
217.
Ay me! for aught that I ever could read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I. Sc. 1. L.
132.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act I. Sc. 1. L.
234.
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In least speak most, to my capacity.
Midsummer Night's Dream. Act V. Sc. 1. L.
104.
Speak low, if you speak love.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act II. Sc. 1. L.
102.
Friendship is constant in all other things
Save in the office and affairs of love:
Therefore, all hearts in love use their own
tongues;
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act II. Sc. 1. L.
.
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. Sc. 1. L.
106.
Upon this hint I spake;
She lovM me for the dangers I had pass'd,
And I loVd her, that she did pity them.
This only is the witchcraft I nave us'd:
Here comes the lady; let her witness it.
Othello. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 166.
