For Shakespeare fans
O mistress mine
Where are you roaming?
O stay and hear
Your true love's coming
That can sing both high and low.
Trip no further
Pretty sweeting
Journeys end
In lovers meeting
Every wise man's son does know.
What is love?
'Tis not hereafter
Present mirth
Hath present laughter
What's to come is still unsure
In delay lies no plenty
Then come kiss me sweet and twenty
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
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