For Valentine's day
9th February 2012
"TWELFTH NIGHT" Act 1, Scene 1
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That strain again! It had a dying fall :
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
William Shakespeare