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

O, come, be buried
A second time within these arms.
–Pericles,
Act V, Scene iii

Let us speak
Our free hearts each to other.
^Macbeth,
Act I, Scene iii

And to imperial Love, that god most high,
Do my sighs stream.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act II, Scene iii