One may smile, and smile, and be a villain; at least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.

“Banish'd from [those we love] Is self from self: a deadly banishment!”

“Where souls do couch on flowers we’ll hand in hand...”

“love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit”

“Tis in ourselves that we are thusor thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the wh…”