LOVE,-continued. I do much wonder that one man, seeing how much another man is a fool when he dedicates his behaviour to love, will, after he hath laughed at such shallow follies in others, become the argument of his own scorn, by falling in love. The more thou damm'st it up, the more it burns; Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage: He makes sweet music with th' enamel'd stones, He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; M. A. ii. 3. And so, by many winding nooks, he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean. O, pardon me, my lord; it oft falls out, T. G. ii. 7. To have what we'd have, we speak not what we mean : M. M. ii. 4. If I do not take pity of her, I'm a villain; if I do not love her, I am a Jew: I will go get her picture. M. A. ii. 3. Not only, Mistress Ford, in the simple office of love, but in all accoutrement, complement, and ceremony of it. Tell her, my love, more noble than the world, The parts that fortune hath bestow'd upon her, Is eaten by the canker ere it blow, The uncertain glory of an April day; As in the sweetest bud The eating canker dwells, so eating love M. W. iv. 2. T. N. ii. 4. T. G. i. 1. T. G. i. 3. T. G. i. 1. Your brother and my sister 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; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy: and in these degrees they have made a pair of stairs to marriage. A. Y. v. 2. Indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies. A. W. v. 3. LOVE, continued. But if thy love were ever like to mine, How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy! A. Y. ii. 4. He was wont to speak plain, and to the purpose, like an honest man, and a soldier; and now he has turn'd orthographer; his words are a very fantastical banquet, just so many strange dishes. If thou remember'st not the slightest folly Thou hast not lov'd. O! And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have been love's whip; A very beadle to a humorous sigh; A critic; nay, a night-watch constable; This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy; What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife! For aught that ever I could read, O cross! too high to be enthrall'd to low! That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, And ere a man hath power to say,-Behold! M. A. ii. 3. A. Y. ii. 4. L. L. iii. 1. So quick bright things come to confusion. M. N. i. 1. 0. i. 2. LOVE,-continued. Love's reason's without reason. The gods themselves, Humbling their deities to love, have taken He says, he loves my daughter; As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, Cym. iv. 2. W. T. iv. 3. WV. T. iv. 3. Still harping on my daughter:-yet he knew me not at first; he said, I was a fishmonger: He is far gone, far gone. H. ii. 2. Ever till now, When men were fond, I smil'd, and wonder'd how. M. M. ii. 2. M. N. iii. 2. All fancy-sick she is, and pale of cheer, They are but beggars that can count their worth; I cannot sum up half my sum of wealth. Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Soft, let us see ; Write, "Lord have mercy upon us on these three; R. J. ii. 6. Cym. v. 5. L. L. v. 2. A lean cheek, a blue eye, and sunken,—an unquestionable spirit, a beard neglected:-Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and every thing about you demonstrating a careless desolation. A. Y. iii. 2. If he love her not, And be not from his reason fall'n thereon, Let me be no assistant for a state, But keep a farm and carters. O then, give pity To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose H. ii. 2. LOVE,-continued. That seeks not to find what her search implies, But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. A. W. i. 3. H. ii. 2. He is far gone, far gone and truly in my youth I suffered She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought; She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. However we do praise ourselves, We men may say more, swear more: but indeed, O, she, that hath a heart of that fine frame, I have done penance for contemning love; Love hath chas'd sleep from my enthralled eyes, R. J. ii. 6. T. N. ii. 4. T. N. ii. 4. T. N. ii. 4. T. N. i. 1. M. W. v. 5. And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow. T. G. ii. 4. I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say, I love you; then, if you urge me further than to say, Do you in faith? I wear out my suit. Give me your answer; i' faith do, and so clap hands, and a bargain. H. V. v. 2. She, sweet lady, dotes, Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry, M. N. i. 1. LOVE,-continued. So loving to my mother, That he might not beteem the winds of heaven, Visit her face too roughly. H. i. 2. Hang him, truant; there's no true drop of blood in him, to be truly touch'd with love: if he be sad, he wants money. Sweet love, I see, changing his property, M. A. iii. 2. Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate. It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth. To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. R. II. iii. 2. A. W. i. 3. Poems. My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers; Why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel, H. v. 1. H. VI. PT. I. iii. 2. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Go to; it is a plague That Cupid will impose for my neglect Of his almighty dreadful little might. Well; I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and groan; T. G. ii. 4. T. G. v. 4. L. L. iii. 1. Good Mistress Page, for that I love your daughter Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, With adorations, and with fertile tears, With groans that thunder love, with sighs of fire. How now? Even so quickly may one catch the plague? To creep in at mine eyes. A murd'rous guilt shows not itself more soon Than love that would seem hid; love's night is noon. M. W. iii. 4. T. N. i. 5. T. N. i. 5. T. N. iii. 1. |