“This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy, this Senior Junior, giant dwarf...Cupid.”

“Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.”

“Cupid is a knavish lad,Thus to make poor mortals mad!”

“You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wingsand soar with them above a common bound.”

“It is excellent To have a giant's strength But it is tyrannous To use it like a giant”

“O, it is excellentTo have a giant's strenght, but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.”

“Nay, I'll conjure too.Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover!Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh:Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied;Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;'Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,One nick-name for her purblind son and heir,Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim,When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not;The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thighAnd the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us!”