The course of true love never did run smooth. Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. To be wise and love exceeds man's might. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds. He is not great who is not greatly good. Farewell, fair cruelty. Fear no more the heat o the sun, nor the furious winter's rages. Thou thy worldly task hast done, home art gone and taken thy wages. For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, who art as black as hell, as dark as night. For we which now behold these present days have eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise. | 
