If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
My heart is ever at your service.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.
You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
A heaven on earth I have won by wooing thee.
It is not night when I do see your face.
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine, And that's a feeling disputation.
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
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