Oh, Helen! Goddess, nymph, perfect divine! To what my love shal I compare thyne eyne. Crystal is muddy oh how ripe in show, thy lipps, those kissing cherries tempting grow. That pure congealed white tarsus snow fanned with the eastern wind, turns to a crow when thou holds up thy hand. Please let me kiss this princess of pure white, thie seal of bliss!
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A Seal of Bliss
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and she, sweet lady, dotes,
Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,
Upon this spotted and inconstant man.
Spotted and inconstant. *snork*
This isn't really a quote so much as an excerpt, but it is a favorite.
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