Tag: Love’s Labour’s Lost

  • April 10

    Your wit’s too hot, it speeds too fast, ‘twill tire.

  • March 26

    At Christmas I no more desire a rose
    Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled mirth;
    But like of each thing that in season grows.

  • February 24

    They have been at a great feast of languages,
    and stolen the scraps.