Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
I do protest, I've never injured thee, but love thee better than thou canst devise till thou shalt know the reason of my love.
Love give me strength, and strength will help me through.
: And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
Did my heart love 'till now? Forswear it sight. For I never saw true beauty 'till this night.
Romeo: If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this. My lips, to blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Juliet: Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this. For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss
Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
Romeo: Well, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Juliet: Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
Romeo: Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Romeo: [They kiss] Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they have took?
Romeo: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
Did my heart love till now?
Forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty
till this night!
O, speak again, bright angel!
"The course of true love never did run smooth."
"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind."
".love is a familiar; love is a devil. There is
no evil angel but love."
"But love, first learnèd in a ladies eyes,
Lives not alone immurèd in the brain,
But with the motion of all elements
Courses as swift as thought in every power,
And gives to every power a double power,
Above their functions and their offices.
It adds a precious seeing to the eye.
They are the books, the arts, the academies
That show, contain, and nourish all the world.
Else none at all in ought proves excellent.
Then fools you were these women to forswear,
Or keeping what is sworn , you will prove fools."
