Doubt that the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move his aides,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.
Hamlet – Act 2, Scene 2, Shakespeare
I humbly do beseech of your pardon,
For too much loving you.
Othello – Act 3, Scene 3, Shakespeare
Guess it is an English major thing that I relish Shakespeare so much.
