Patience
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

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

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

Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity
In least speak most.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act V, Scene i

Ay me! for aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.
—A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act I, Scene i