You ask my love completest, As strong next year as now, The devil take you, sweetest, Ere I make aught such vow. Life is a masque that changes, A fig for constancy! No love at all were better, Than love which is not free.

Ernest Dowson
About This Quote

In this quote, you can see that love is a huge factor in Shakespeare’s books, and yet he doesn’t explain why it is so important. The poet was a very wise person to realize that love comes and goes, but it doesn’t really matter to the person who has it. If you truly love someone, you should follow through with your feelings no matter how much it may change.

Source: The Poems And Prose Of Ernest Dowson

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