Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

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Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their...

Oh God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their...

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by...

How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by...

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow...

If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow...

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.

Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid.

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

Children wish fathers looked but with their eyes; fathers that children with their judgment looked;...

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

It is a wise father that knows his own child.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul.

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear

Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Farewell, fair cruelty.

Framed to make women false.

Framed to make women false.

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty:...

Reflection is the business of man; a sense of his state is his first duty:...

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags to-night.

There is some ill a-brewing towards my rest, For I did dream of money-bags to-night.

I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your...

I'll follow you and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by your...

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds makes ill deeds done!

Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste

Sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste

Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.

Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would...

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would...

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.