Gardens
Quotes including the Theme Gardens
But flowers distill’d, though they with winter meet
Read the SonnetBut flowers distill’d, though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show, their substance still lives sweet.
The strawberry grows underneath the nettle
Read the QuoteThe strawberry grows underneath the nettle,
And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best
Neighbor’d by fruit of baser quality.
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If music be the food of love
Read the QuoteIf music be the food of love, play on.
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken and so die.
That strain again! It had a dying fall.
O, it came o’er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odor. Enough; no more.
‘Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
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O, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?
Read the QuoteLady Montague
O, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?
Right glad I am he was not at this fray.
Benvolio
Madam, an hour before the worshiped sun
Peered forth the golden window of the east,
A troubled mind drove me to walk abroad,
Where underneath the grove of sycamore
That westward rooteth from this city side,
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O that this too too solid flesh would melt
Read the QuoteO, that this too too sullied flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God, God,
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
O God, God,
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
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Though other things grow fair against the sun
Read the QuoteThough other things grow fair against the sun,
Yet fruits that blossom first will first be ripe.
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The earth that’s nature’s mother is her tomb
Read the QuoteThe earth that’s nature’s mother is her tomb;
What is her burying grave, that is her womb;Paradox & Personification
And from her womb children of divers kind
We sucking on her natural bosom find:Metaphor & Personification
Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for some, and yet all different.
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Thus may we gather honey from the weed
Read the QuoteThus may we gather honey from the weed,
And make a moral of the devil himself.
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But O, strange men
Read the QuoteHelen
But O, strange men,
That can such sweet use make of what they hateHyperbaton
When saucy trusting of the cozened thoughts
Defiles the pitchy night! So lust doth play
With what it loathes for that which is away.
But more of this hereafter.—You, Diana,
Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
Something in my behalf.
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