The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Such tricks hath strong imagination; 342 How wayward is this foolish love, That, like a testy babe, will scratch the nurse, 343 7-v. 1. 2-i. 2. But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? Subtle as sphinx; as sweet, and musical, As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs. 344 Why; what would you?... Make me a willow cabin at your gate, * Inshelled. 8-iv. 3. And call upon my soul within the house; 345 If he be not one that truly loves you, That errs in ignorance, and not in cunning, I have no judgment in an honest face. 346 To be 4-i. 5. 37-iii. 3. In love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, 347 2-i. 1. Didst thou but know the inly touch of love, ... Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason. He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones, He overtaketh in his pilgrimage; And so by many winding nooks he strays, Then let me go, and hinder not my course: 348 O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily: Or, if thou hast not sat, as I do now, Or, if thou hast not broke from company, 349 What shall I do to win my lord again? 2-ii. 7. 10-ii. 4. Good friend, go to him; for, by this light of heaven, If e'er my will did trespass 'gainst his love, Or that I do not yet, and ever did, And ever will,though he do shake me off Comfort forswear me! Unkindness may do much : 350 37-iv. 2. That which I show, Heaven knows, is merely love, Care of your food and living: and, believe it, For any benefit that points to me, * Trouble. † Either in discursive thought, or actual deed. For this one wish, That you had power and wealth 351 I tell thee, I am mad 27-iv. 3. In Cressid's love: Thou answer'st, She is fair; Her eyes, her hair, her cheeks, her gait, her voice; Writing their own reproach; to whose soft seizure 352 26-i. 1. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body. 353 All thy vexations 11-ii. 1. Were but my trials of thy love, and thou Hast strangely stood the test. 354 1-iv. 1. Boldness comes to me now, and brings me heart :Prince Troilus, I have loved you night and day For many weary months... Why was my Cressid then so hard to win?... Of speaking first. Sweet, bid me hold my tongue; The thing I shall repent! See, see, your silence, Cunning in dumbness, from my weakness draws 355 26-iii. 2. Nay, 'tis true; there was never any thing so sudden, but the fight of two rams, and Cæsar's thrasonical brag of—I came, saw, and overcame: For your brother and my sister no sooner met, but they looked; no sooner looked, but they loved; no sooner loved, but they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage. They are in the very wrath of love, and they will together; clubs cannot part them. 356 Her virtues, graced with external gifts, Do breed love's settled passions in my heart. 357 10-v. 2. 21-v. 5. If I do prove her haggard,* Though that her jessest were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune. I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, For other's uses. 358 37-iii. 3. True lovers run into strange capers; but as all is mortal in nature, so is all nature, in love, mortal in folly. 359 10-ii. 4. Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, vicious, To have mistrusted her. 31-v. 5. * A species of hawk; also a term of reproach applied to a wanton. † Straps of leather by which a hawk is held on the fist. |