Bitterness In Disguise
Thou ever young, fresh, loved and delicate wooer,
Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow.
–Timon of Athens,
Act IV, Scene iii

Thou ever young, fresh, loved and delicate wooer,
Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow.
–Timon of Athens,
Act IV, Scene iii

So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
–Sonnet LVII (57)

So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
-Sonnet LVII (57)