Love Blooms
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;
But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,
And will for evermore be true to it.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act IV, Scene i

I know no ways to mince it in love, but
Directly to say I love you.
–Henry V,
Act V, Scene ii

I do love nothing in the world so well as you, is that not strange?
— Much Ado About Nothing,
Act IV, Scene i

Do keep your promises in love
But justly as you have exceeded all promise.
—As You Like It,
Act I, Scene ii