Sweet as Wine
No settled senses of the world can match
The pleasure of that madness….
For this affliction has a taste as sweet
As any cordial comfort.
-The Winter’s Tale,
Act V, Scene iii

No settled senses of the world can match
The pleasure of that madness….
For this affliction has a taste as sweet
As any cordial comfort.
-The Winter’s Tale,
Act V, Scene iii

Though Fortune, visible an enemy,
Should chase us…power no jot
Hath she to change our loves.
–The Winter’s Tale,
Act V, Scene i

The gifts she looks from me are pack’d and lock’d
Up in my heart; which I have given already,
But not deliver’d.
-The Winter’s Tale,
Act IV, Scene iv

For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt.
–Romeo and Juliet,
Act II, Scene ii

What though the rose have prickles, yet ’tis pluck’d:
Were beauty under twenty locks kept fast,
Yet love breaks through and picks them all at last.
–Venus and Adonis

Ere I could make thee open thy white hand
And clap thyself my love: then didst thou utter ‘I am yours for ever.’
–The Winter’s Tale,
Act I, Scene ii