Bloom in Time
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

You are a lover; borrow Cupid’s wings,
And soar with them above a common bound.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act I, Scene iv

Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!
For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act I, Scene v

Lovers can see to do their amorous rites
By their own beauties.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act III, Scene ii

Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act I, Scene iv

Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized.
—Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

My true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene v