Worship You
Thou shalt be worshipp’d, kiss’d,
Loved and adored!
–Two Gentlemen of Verona,
Act IV, Scene iv

Thou shalt be worshipp’d, kiss’d,
Loved and adored!
–Two Gentlemen of Verona,
Act IV, Scene iv

To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?
Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show
Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene ii

My love is holy… say thou art mine, and ever
My love as it begins shall so persever.
–All’s Well That Ends Well,
Act IV, Scene ii

I love thee so, that maugre all thy pride,
Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
–Twelfth Night,
Act III, Scene i

I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow,
than a man swear he loves me.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act I, Scene i

Ask me no reason why I love you;
For though Love use reason for his physician,
He admits him not for his counsellor.
–Merry Wives of Windsor,
Act II, Scene i

I, beyond all limit of what else in the world,
Do love, prize, honour you.
—The Tempest,
Act III, Scene i