Book of Love
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I o’erlook
Love’s stories written in love’s richest book.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I o’erlook
Love’s stories written in love’s richest book.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii

It is thyself, mine own self’s better part,
Mine eye’s clear eye, my dear heart’s dearer heart,
My food, my fortune and my sweet hope’s aim,
My sole earth’s heaven and my heaven’s claim.
–Comedy of Errors,
Act II, Scene ii

Hear my soul speak.
Of the very instant that I saw you,
Did my heart fly at your service.
–The Tempest,
Act III, Scene i

I think there is not half a kiss to choose
Who loves another best.
–The Winter’s Tale,
Act IV, Scene iv

You have bereft me of all words,
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins.
–The Merchant of Venice,
Act III, Scene ii

As you are mine, I am yours:
I give away myself for you and dote upon the exchange.
–Much Ado About Nothing,
Act II, Scene i

My heart unto yours is knit
So that but one heart we can make of it;
Two bosoms interchained with an oath;
So then two bosoms and a single troth.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act II, Scene ii