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ENUS. when her son was
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Cried him up and down
| the coast,
In hamlets, palaces and parks,
, And told the truant by
his marks;
curls, and guiver and bow.

Emerson.

There is no one beside thee, and no one
above thee;
Thou standest alone, as the nightingale sings !
Yet my words that would praise thee
are impotent things,
For none can express thee though all
should approve thee!
I love thee so, Dear, that | only can love thee.

Pains of love be sweeter far
Than all other pleasures are. Dryden.

Of all afflictions taught a lover yet,
‘Tis sure the hardest science to forget.
Pope.@

 

Copyright, 1907, by Berger Publishing CompanyENNY kiss’d me when we
met,

, vumping from the chair she
fo sat in;

Time, you thief, who loves to
get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,

Say that health and wealth have miss’d me,
Say I’m growing old, but add,

Jenny kiss’d me. Leigh Hunt.

I wish thou wert a lucid star,
And I the atmosphere about thee —
But if we must be as we are,
Dearest, | cannot live without thee.
Henry Halloran.

Love me if I live;

Love me if | die;

What to me is life or death,
So that thou be nigh?

Barry Cornwall.OME, let me take thee e
oe ees to my breast, }
And pledge we ne'er

| shall sunder ;
» And I shall spurn as |
| oi | vilest dust |

The Warld’s wealth and grandeur ; VE
And do | hear niy JéAnie own
That equal transports move her ?
{ ask for dearest lifé alone
That | may livé to love her,

Thus ‘in my arms, wi all thy charms,

I'll clasp my countless treasure ;

I'll seek na mair o héaven to share,
Than sic a moment's pleasure;

And by thy e’en, sae bonny blue,

I swear I’m thine forever |

> And on thine lips | seal my vow,

And break it shall I never. Burns.

I remember the only wise..thing | ever.did,
The only good, was to love thee.
Philip James Bailey.ie
OR there are two heavens, (

sweet, \¥
Both made of love-—one, 0
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dp Evn by the other, so divine
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The other, far on this side of the stars, (

By men called home.
Leigh Hunt.

  
  
   
  
  
 
 
 

In peace Love tunes the shepherd’s reed:
f) In war he mounts the warrior’s steed:

Vi] In halls in gay attire is seen:

- In hamlets dances on the green.

a Love rules the court, the camp, the grove,
| And men below, and saints above;

For Love is heaven, and heaven is Love.
Scott.

With my love this knowledge, too, was
given,
Which each calm day doth strengthen
more and more,

That they who love are but one step
from Heaven. Lowell

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wordOVE has a language that |

mocks at rules,
A foolish tongue that is

all his own;
alts words have values:
unknown to schools —
Dear for the sake of a look or tone.

Countess of Gifford.

He said when first he saw me,
Life seemed at once divine,
Each night he dreamed of angels,
And every face was mine;
Sometimes, a voice in sleeping,
Would all his hopes forbid ;
And then he’d waken weeping —

Do you really think he did?

Charles Swain,

And whether the skies are black or blue,
With stars or storms above me,
My life will shine with the thought of you —

ou love me, dear, you love me!
Unknown.HAFPY hush of heart
to heart!

O moment molten through
with bliss!

O Love, delaying long to

part
That first, fast, individual kiss |!

Whereon two lives on glowing lips
fe Hang clasped, each feelina foid 19 fold,
Ey Like daisies closed with crimson tips,
That sleep about a heart of golc

Owen Meredith.

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in the watered shoot;
My heart is like an apple tree
hose boughs are bent with thickesr |
fruit ; AN
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea —
My hear is gladder than all these,

Because my love is come to me.
Christina Georgiana Rossetti.©, the heart that has truly
loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to
X the close,
As the sunflower turns on
: her god, when he sets,
The same look which she turn’d
when he rose.
Moore.

Ah, sweet! thou little knowest how
| wake, and passionate watches keep;
And yet while I address thee now,
Methinks thou smilest in thy sleep.
"Tis sweet enough to make me weep,
That tender thought of love and thee,
That while the world is hushed so deep
Thy soul's, perhaps, awake to me.
Thomas Hood.

“Tm sorry that | spelt the word,
hate to go above you,
Because ’’— the brown eyes lower fell —
“Because, you see, | love you!”
Whittier.O you ask what the birds
say ? | he sparrow, the dove,
a, | he linnet, and thrush say, “|
ie love, and | love!”
fo In winter they're silent, the
3 | wind is so strong;
‘VVhat it says | don’t know, but it sings a
loud song,
But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny
- warm weather,

And singing and loving, all come back

together.
But the lark is so brimful of gladness and love,
The green fields below him, the blue sky
above,

That he sings and he sings, and forever
sings he,

I love my Love, and my Love loves me.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

So many are more beautiful ?
Sweetheart, that may be true!

So many are much better ? —yes,
But no one else is “you.”Ki

 

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