Category: Dark

  • May 6

    May 6

    The ambition in my love thus plagues itself:
    The hind that would be mated by the lion
    Must die for love.

  • April 21

    April 21

    ‘Twere all one
    That I should love a bright particular star
    And think to wed it, he is so above me:
    In his bright radiance and collateral light.

  • April 18

    April 18

    O, how this spring of love resembleth
    The uncertain glory of an April day.

  • April 3

    April 3

    The expedition my violent love
    Outrun the pauser, reason.

  • February 27

    February 27

    So true a fool is love that in your will,
    Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.

  • January 16

    January 16

    So true a fool is love that in your will,
    Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.