letter to Rosaline

  Wouldst thou marry me? Oft i can't sleep because thou art in my heart. Thou art the moon upon my brow. Dost thou love me?

Morrow     and      eve,

with   thee   in   my   heart,

in   the   name   of   love,   I beg.

I beg for love, for marriage, for our future.

But if thou reject me, thou would be regret.

The tyrannous love makes me mad,

single tree can’t hang me dead.

If thou don’t love me,

I might love

somebody

Else.

restriction:i love you