I’ve Come to My Senses
But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;
But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,
And will for evermore be true to it.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act IV, Scene i

But, like in sickness, did I loathe this food;
But, as in health, come to my natural taste,
Now I do wish it, love it, long for it,
And will for evermore be true to it.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act IV, Scene i

So we grow together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart.
^A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act III, Scene ii

He hath my love,
And what is mine my love shall render him.
^A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act I, Scene

If then true lovers have been ever cross’d,
It stands as an edict in destiny:
Then let us teach our trial patience,
Because it is a customary cross,
As due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act I, Scene i

Nor hath Love’s mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is Love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act I, Scene i

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

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