9. Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind, And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind. SHAKSPEARE. 10. They do not love, that do not show their love. SHAKSPEARE. 11. They love the least, that let men know their love SHAKSPEARE. 12. Ah me! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth. SHAKSPEARE. 13. In love, the victors from the vanquish'd fly, They fly that wound, and they pursue that die. 14. Quoth he, to bid me not to love Is to forbid my pulse to move, My beard to grow, my ears to stick up, Or, when I'm in a fit, to hiccup! 15. Almighty pain to love it is, And 't is a pain that pain to miss ; 16. What is love? SHAKSPEARE. BUTLER'S Hudibras. COWLEY'S Anacreon. - An odd compound of simples most sweet, BATE DUDLEY. 17. Mysterious Love! uncertain treasure, ADDISON. 18. Love is not to be reason'd down, or lost In high ambition, or a thirst of greatness; ADDISON'S Cato. 19. When love 's well-tim'd, 't is not a fault to love: The strong, the brave, the virtuous and the wise, Sink in the soft captivity together. ADDISON'S Cato. 20. Let us love temperately; things violent last not; 21. With thee conversing I forget all time; All season and their change, all please alike. MASSINGER. MILTON'S Paradise Lost. 22. I find she loves him much, because she hides it. Lie hid, and, like a miser in the dark, 23. O love! thou sternly dost thy power maintain, And wilt not bear a rival in thy reign; Tyrants and thou all fellowship disdain. 24. Love reigns a very tyrant in my breast, DRYDEN. DRYDEN. OTWAY'S Orphan. 25. Love is, or ought to be, our greatest bliss; Since every other joy, how dear soever, ROWE. 26. Love is a passion by no rules confin'd, The great first mover of the human mind; AARON HILL. 28. Love why do we one passion call, When 't is a compound of them all? Where hot and cold, where sharp and sweet, Where pleasures mix'd with pains appear, 29. Love, thou hast every bliss in store, 80. Not to know love, is not to live. AARON HILL. DEAN SWIFT. GAY'S Fables. I love thee, and I feel That in the fountain of my heart a seal SHELLEY. 31. In vain you bid your captive live, While you the means of life deny; Give me your smiles, your wishes give Bid flowers retain their scent and hue; 32. In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed, The Padlock. SCOTT's Last Minstrel. 33. But he who stems a stream with sand, SCOTT's Lady of the Lake. 34. On thy fond arm with pleasing gaze I hung, 35. Not vernal showers to budding flowers, So dear can be as thou to me, DR. DWIGHT. BURNS. 36. Had we never lov'd so kindly, Had we never lov'd so blindly, Never met, or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted. 37. Yes, love indeed is light from heaven, BURNS. BYRON'S Giaour. To live within himself; she was his life, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, BYRON'S Dream. 39. Oh, Love! what is there in this world of ours 40. BYRON'S Don Juan. Love will find its way Thro' paths where wolves would fear to prey. 41. There glides a step thro' the foliage thick, BYRON'S Giaour. And her cheek grows pale- and her heart beats quick; And her blush returns, and her bosom heaves. BYRON'S Parisina. 42. Sweet Florence! could another ever share This wayward, loveless heart, it would be thine; But, check'd by every tie, I may not dare BYRON'S Childe Harold. |