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If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
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If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
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If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
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If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
Create your own at Storyboard That

If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
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If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
Create your own at Storyboard That

If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
Create your own at Storyboard That

If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7)

Good presence Valentine

Hello my good sir, a request?

Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting.

Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.

But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)

So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view

O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37).

A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!

At your service sir!
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  • Anger on thee face shall be hidden so it may not be shown to whom I may love.
  • If music be the food of love, play on. Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken and so die (1.1.1-7) 
  • Olivia's palace. May you ask her for my hand? Take this, a note of love. I shall be waiting. 
  • Yes sir. I shall be quick as I shall be.
  • Good presence Valentine
  • Hello my good sir, a request?
  • But like a cloistress she will veiled walk, and water once a day her chamber round with eye-offending brine: all this to season a brother's dead love, which she would keep fresh and lasting in her rememberence (1.1.25-33)
  • O, she that hath a heart of that fine frame to pay of this debt of love but to a brother, how will she love when the rich golden shaft hath killed the flock of all affections else (1.1.34-37). 
  • So please my lord, I might not be admitted but from her handmaid do return this answer: The element itself, till seven years' heat, shall not behold her face at an ample view
  • A must to find a way to fetch my dear by thee hands of truly what love shall hold!
  • At your service sir!
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