Thou dost love her, because thou knowst I love her.

“World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life w…”

“O, that this too too solid flesh would meltThaw and resolve itself into a dew!O…”

“Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that w…”

“too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of frenz…”