Celebration Time
For revels, dances, masks and merry hours
Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with flowers.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost
Act IV, Scene iii

For revels, dances, masks and merry hours
Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with flowers.
–Love’s Labour’s Lost
Act IV, Scene iii

Indeed the top of admiration! Worth
What’s dearest to the world!…O you,
So perfect and so peerless, are created
Of every creature’s best!
–The Tempest,
Act III, Scene i

Love’s strong passion is impress’d in youth:
By our remembrances of days foregone.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act I, Scene iii

What, do I love her,
That I desire to hear her speak again,
And feast upon her eyes? What is’t I dream on?
–Measure for Measure,
Act II, Scene ii

I will requite thee,
Taming my wild heart to thy loving hand.
— Much Ado About Nothing,
Act III, Scene i

Well, heaven knows how I love you; and you shall one day find it.
–The Merry Wives of Windsor,
Act III, Scene iii