Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
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.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Trip over love, you can get up. Fall in love and you fall forever. Anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart. Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All in the morn betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your valentine.
My love is deep; the more I give to thee, the more I have, both are infinite.
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