William Shakespeare said this quote

Make me a willow cabin at your gateAnd call upon my soul within the house;Write loyal cantons of contemned loveAnd sing them loud even in the dead of night;Hallo your name to the reverberate hillsAnd make the babbling gossip of the airCry out Olivia! O, you should not restBetween the elements of air and earthBut you should pity me