Canopy of Love
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:
Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.
-Twelfth Night,
Act I, Scene i

Away before me to sweet beds of flowers:
Love-thoughts lie rich when canopied with bowers.
-Twelfth Night,
Act I, Scene i

What is love? ’tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.
–Twelfth Night,
Act III, Scene iii

I love thee so, that maugre all thy pride,
Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
–Twelfth Night,
Act III, Scene i

O spirit of love! How quick and fresh art thou.
–Twelfth Night,
Act I, Scene i

Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.
-Twelfth Night,
Act III, Scene i