Tag: Tragedies

  • May 19

    May 19

    I have not art to reckon my groans;
    but that I love thee best, O most best, believe it.

  • May 15

    May 15

    I love thee; I have spoke it
    How much the quantity, the weight as much.

  • May 12

    May 12

    You are a lover; borrow Cupid’s wings,
    And soar with them above a common bound.

  • May 7

    May 7

    I love you now; but not, till now, so much
    But I might master it.

  • May 5

    May 5

    I charm you, by my once-commended beauty,
    By all your vows of love and that great vow
    Which did incorporate and make us one,
    That you unfold to me.

  • April 30

    April 30

    Hear me, my love: be thou but true of heart.

  • April 22

    April 22

    Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!
    For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.