She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair, To merit bliss by making me despair: She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead that live to tell it now.
Be ruled by me, forget to think of her. O, teach me how I should forget to think.
By giving liberty unto thine eyes; Examine other beauties.
ROMEO happy masks masks
worn to hide faces at a masked ball
’Tis the way
To call hers exquisite, in question more: These happy masks that kiss fair ladies’ brows Being black put us in mind they hide the fair; He that is strucken blind cannot forget The precious treasure of his eyesight lost:
Show me a mistress that is passing fair, What doth her beauty serve, but as a note Where I may read who pass’d that passing fair?
