Do you love me? Tempest, iii. 1. Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy. Sonnets, viii. Love's not love When it is mingled with regards that stand Aloof from the entire point. Will you have her? King Lear, i. 1. January 8th. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well. Merry Wives of Windsor, i. 4. In mine eye she is the sweetest lady that ever I looked on. Much Ado about Nothing, i. 1. If music and sweet poetry agree, As they must needs, the sister and the brother, The Passionate Pilgrim, viii. The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good. Measure for Measure, iii, 1. Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, You may look pale, but I should blush, I know, To be o'erheard and taken napping so. Love's Labour Lost, iv. 3. January 10th. What manner of man? Is his head worth a hat, or his chin worth a beard? As You Like It, iii. 2. He, of all the men that ever my foolish eyes locked upon, was the best deserving a fair lady. Merchant of Venice, i. 2. O happy fair! Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet ai More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear. Midsummer-Night's Dream, i. 1. Impossible be strange attempts to those All's Well that Ends Well, i. 1. Hearing thy mildness praised in every town, Taming of the Shrew, ii. 1. January 12th. Faith, I'll home to-morrow, Sir Toby: your niece will not be seen; or, if she be, it's four to one she'll none of me. Twelfth Night, i. 3. Sooth, when I was young And handed love as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks: I would have ransack'd The pedlar's silken treasury and have pour'd it To her acceptance. Winter's Tale, iv. 4. |