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Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds. William Shakespeare
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Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting. William Shakespeare
My bounty is as boundless as the sea. My love as deep; the more I give to thee. The more I have, for both are infinite. William Shakespeare
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Love is too young to know what conscience is. William Shakespeare
The course of true love never did run smooth
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Love goes by haps; Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps
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The stroke of death is as a lovers pinch, Which hurts and is desired’
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She’s beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is woman, and therefore to be won
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind
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Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, Did my heart fly at your service
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Sweet, above thought I love thee.
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They say all lovers swear more performance than they are able, and yet reserve an ability that they never perform.
Exceeds man's might; that dwells with gods above.
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The noblest hateful love that e'er I heard of.
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