“Quod Me Nutrit Me Destruit.”

“quod me nutrit, me destruit”

“What nourishes me, destroys me”

“Make me immortal with a kiss.”

“Gaveston:I can no longer keepe me from my lord.Edward:What Gaveston, welcome: kis not my hand,Embrace me Gaveston as I do thee:Why shouldst thou kneele, knowest thou not who I am?Thy friend, thy selfe, another Gaveston.Not Hilas was more mourned of Hercules,Then thou hast beene of me since thy exile.”

“Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove”

“Why should you love him whom the world hates so?Because he love me more than all the world.”