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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath

 And thou shalt live in this fair world behind, It is supposed, the fair creature died,-- Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! Which, as they kiss, consume: the sweetest honey Hath been my kinsman.--O sweet Juliet, The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! 
  • By any other name would smell as sweet;
 That your good beauties be the happy cause A right good markman!--And she's fair I love. She may help you to many fair preferments; 
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
 
That your good beauties be the happy cause
 Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes  Larded all with sweet flowers; For sweet discourses in our time to come. And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet,