Loves Labours Lost
Love’s tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste. For valor, is not love a Hercules, Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? Subtle as Sphinx, as sweet and musical As bright Apollo’s lute strung with his hair. And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Make heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink... See more
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
brotha
How needless was it then To ask the question.
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
bae
Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise. Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, Not uttered by base sale of chapmen’s tongues
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
#OWNED line 15 scene 1 act 2
Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman within the term of three years, he shall endure such public shame as the rest of the court can possible devise.
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
men get shamed women get their tongue cut out bruh
Well, say I am. Why should proud summer boast Before the birds have any cause to sing? Why should I joy in any abortive birth?
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
Study is like the heaven’s glorious sun,
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep, Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep.
Folger Shakespeare Edition - Love's Labor's Lost
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