Thus let me hold thee to my heart, Goldsmith. Her toilet shines with plate emboss'd- May 11. The Barber. Were I of all these woods the lord, More real pleasure would afford Sir Charles Sedley. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. May 12. I found in her presence a joy untold, Shakespeare. For, gentle to soothe and strong to uphold, E. Courtenay. The "wealth of the mind" is all other above, R. S. Sharpe. Then, Lovers, doom'd to life or death, Hood. Does she love me? I ask you. Not a whit. Robert Browning. May 14. Alas! how light a cause may move; Moore (Lalla Rookh) Of honey and of gall in love there is store- But, ah! too soon his thoughtless breast And a third butcher's bill and brewing T. Warton. 'Look, what is done cannot be now amended. Shakespeare (King Richard III.). |