Es el sueño tu reposo más dulce; lo invocas con frecuencia y luego eres lo bastante estúpido para temblar delante de la muerte que es nada más que un sueño
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William Shakespeare
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Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

By William Shakespeare

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,

By William Shakespeare

This tune goes manly.

By William Shakespeare

It is the very error of the moon. She comes more nearer earth than she was wont. And makes men mad.

By William Shakespeare

I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest.

By William Shakespeare

If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.

By William Shakespeare

I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.

By William Shakespeare

Love moderately. Long love doth so.

By William Shakespeare

If music be the food of love, play on.

By William Shakespeare

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.

By William Shakespeare

For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?

By William Shakespeare

I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?

By William Shakespeare

Sweets to the sweet.

By William Shakespeare

O serpent heart hid with a flowering face!

By William Shakespeare

I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.

By William Shakespeare
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