Love’s Scribe
O’ let me, true in love, but truly write.
-–Sonnet XXI (21)

You’ll kiss me hard and speak to me as if
I were a baby still. I love you better.
-The Winter’s Tale
Act II, Scene i

Sleep thou, and I will wind thee in my arms…
O, how I love thee! How I dote on thee!
––A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act IV, Scene i

O fairest beauty, do not fear nor fly!
For I will touch thee but with reverent hands.
–Henry VI Part 1,
Act V, Scene iii

If you’ll a willing ear incline,
What’s mine is yours and what is yours is mine.
–Measure for Measure,
Act V, Scene i

For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
-Sonnet XXIX (29)