But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. (William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)
Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. (Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet)
And I do love thee: therefore, go with me; I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee, And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep, And sing while thou on pressed flowers dost sleep; (Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream)
