True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings. - William Shakespeare
"True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings."
"True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings."
"I would challenge you to a battle of wits, but I see you are unarmed!"
"whats here a cup closed in my true loves hand poisin i see hath been his timeless end. oh churl drunk all and left no friendly drop to help me after. i will kiss thy lips some poisin doth hang on them, to help me die with a restorative. thy lips are warm.yea noise then ill be brief oh happy dagger this is thy sheath. there rust and let me die."
"If music be the food of love, play on."
"A lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)"
"And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything."