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Poor love is lost in men's capacious minds,

The solid, solid universe
In ours, it fills up all the room it finds.

Is pervious to Love;

With bandaged eyes he never errs, (See also BYRON)

Around, below, above.

His blinding light Amor, ch'al cor gentil ratto s'apprende.

He flingeth white Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.

On God's and Satan's brood, DANTE— Inferno. V. 100.

And reconciles

By mystic wiles Amor ch' a nullo amato amar perdona.

The evil and the good. Love, which insists that love shall mutual be.

EMERSON-Cupido. DANTE—Inferno. V. 103.

But is it what we love, or how we love, We are all born for love.

It is the

That makes true good? principle of existence and its only end.

GEORGE ELIOT The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I. BENJ. DISRAELI—Sybil. Bk. V. Ch. IV. He who, being bold

'Tis what I love determines how I love. For life to come, is false to the past sweet

GEORGE Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I. Of mortal life, hath killed the world above. For why to live again if not to meet?


Women know no perfect love: And why to meet if not to meet in love? Loving the strong, they can forsake the strong; And why in love if not in that dear love of old? Man clings because the being whom he loves SYDNEY DOBELL-Sonnet. To a Friend in Be

Is weak and needs him. reavement.

GEORGE ELIOT—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. III. Give, you gods,

18 Give to your boy, your Cæsar,

A ruddy drop of manly blood The rattle of a globe to play withal,

The surging sea outweighs; This gewgaw world, and put him cheaply off;

The world uncertain comes and goes,

The lover rooted stays. I'll

not be pleased with less than Cleopatra. DRYDEN—AU for Love. Act II. Sc. 1.

EMERSON—Essays. "First Series. Epigraph

to Friendship. Love taught him shame, and shame with love at

Love, which is the essence of God, is not for strife Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.

levity, but for the total worth of man. DRYDEN-Cymon and Iphigenia. L. 134.

EMERSON—Essays. Of Friendship.

20 How happy the lover,

All mankind love a lover.
How easy his chain,

EMERSONEssays. Of Love.
How pleasing his pain,
How sweet to discover

Venus, when her son was lost,
He sighs not in vain.

Cried him up and down the coast, DRYDEN--King Arthur. IV. 1. Song. In hamlets, palaces, and parks,

And told the truant by his marks,Fool, not to know that love endures no tie, Golden curls, and quiver, and bow. And 'Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.

EMERSONInitial, Demoniac and Celestial DRYDEN--Palamon and Arcite. Bk. II. Love.. St. 1.

L. 75. Amphitron. Act I. Sc. 2. (See also MASSINGER, OVID, ROMEO and JULIET, Mais on revient toujours 10 TIBULLUS)

A ses premières amours. Pains of love be sweeter far

But one always returns to one's first loves. Than all other pleasures are.

Quoted by ÉTIENNE in Joconde. Act III. 1. DRYDEN--Tyrannic Love. Act IV. Sc. 1.

Same idea in PLINY--Natural History. X. 63. Two souls in one, two hearts into one heart.

Venus, thy eternal sway

All the race of men obey.
DU BARTAS-Divine Weekes and Workes.
First Week. Pt. I. Sixth day. 'L. 1,057.

EURIPIDES--Iphigenia in Aulis.

24 12

He is not a lover who does not love for ever. I'm sitting on the stile. Mary,

EURIPIDES-Troades. 1,051.
Where we sat side by side.
LADY DUFFERIN-Lament of the Irish Emi- Wedded love is founded on esteem.

ELIJAH FENTON-Mariamne. 13

(See also VILLIERS) Oh, tell me whence Love cometh! Love comes uncall’d, unsent.

Love is the tyrant of the heart; it darkens Oh, tell me where Love goeth!

Reason, confounds discretion; deaf to Counsel That was not Love that went.

It runs a headlong course to desperate madness. Burden of a Woman. Found in J. W. EBS JOHN FORD— The Lover's Melancholy. Act III. WORTH's Roxburghe Ballads.

Sc. 3. L. 105.











Thus let me hold thee to my heart,

And every care resign:
And we shall never, never part,

My life my all that's mine!
GOLDSMITH-The Hermit. St. 39.


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If you would be loved, love and be lovable.
BENJ. FRANKLIN-Poor Richard. (1755)

(See also SENECA).
Love, then, hath every bliss in store;
"Tis friendship, and 'tis something more.
Each other every wish they give;
Not to know love is not to live.

Gay-Plutus, Cupid and Time. L. 135.

3 I saw and loved.

GIBBON-Autobiographic Memoirs. P. 48. I love her doubting and anguish;

I love the love she withholds, I love my love that loveth her, And anew her being

R. W. GILDER.— The New Day. Pt. III.

Song XV.
Love, Love, my Love.

The best things are the truest!
When the earth lies shadowy dark below

Oh, then the heavens are bluest!
R. W. GILDER--The New Day. Pt. IV.

Song 1.

Whoe'er thou art, thy Lord and master see,
Thou wast my Slave, thou art, or thou shalt be.
GEORGE GRANVILLE (Lord Lansdowne)-In-

scription for a Figure representing the God of
Love. See Genuine Works. (1732) I. 129.
Version of a Greek couplet from the Greek

(See also VOLTAIRE) Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.

GRAY-The Bard. I. 3. L. 12.



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Not from the whole wide world I chose thee, Sweetheart, light of the land and the sea! The wide, wide world could not inclose thee, For thou art the whole wide world to me.

R. W. GILDER--Song.

7 I seek for one as fair and gay, But find none to remind

me, How blest the hours pass'd away

With the girl I left behind me.
The Girl I Left Behind Me. (1759)

Love is a lock that linketh noble minds,
Faith is the key that shuts the spring of love.
ROBERT GREENE-Alcida. Verses Written

under a Carving of Cupid Blowing Bladders
in the Air.


Es ist eine der grössten Himmelsgaben,
So ein lieb' Ding im Arm zu haben.

It is one of Heaven's best gifts to hold such a dear creature in one's arms. GOETHE-Faust.

Greensleeves was all my joy,

Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but Lady Greensleeves? A new Courtly Sonnet of the Lady Greensleeves,

to the new tune of Greensleeves.From "A Handful of Pleasant Delites.” (1584)


Und Lust und Liebe sind die Fittige zu grossen Thaten.

Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds. GOETHE-Iphigenia auf Tauris. II. 1. 107.

In einem Augenblick gewährt die Liebe

Was Mühe kaum in langer Zeit erreicht.
Love grants in a moment
What toil can hardly achieve in an age.
GOETHE—Torquato Tasso. II. 3. 76.

Man liebt an dem Mädchen was es ist,
Und an dem Jüngling was er ankündigt.

Girls we love for what they are;
Young men for what they promise to be.
GOETHE - Die Wahrheit und Dichtung. III.


Che mai Non v'avere ò provate, è possedute.

Far worse it is To lose than never to have tasted bliss. GUARINIPastor Fido.

(See also TENNYSON) 22 The chemist of love

Will this perishing mould,
Were it made out of mire,

Transmute into gold.


Love understands love; it needs no talk.
F. R. HAVERGAL Royal Commandments.

Loving Allegiance.



Wenn ich dich lieb habe, was geht's dich an?

If I love you, what business is that of yours? GOETHE-Wilhelm Meister. IV. 9.

What a sweet reverence is that when a young man deems his mistress a little more than mortal and almost chides himself for longing to bring her close to his heart. HAWTHORNE—The Marble Faun. Vol. II. Ch.

XV. 25 Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.

Hebrews. XII. 6.


The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love.

GOLDSMITH-The Deserted Village. L. 29.

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Who love too much, hate in the like extreme. HOMER-Odyssey. Bk. XV. L. 79. POPE's

trans. 18 For love deceives the best of woman kind. HOMER— Odyssey. Bk. XV. L. 463. POPE's trans.

Si sine amore, jocisque Nil est jucundum, vivas in amore jocisque.

If nothing is delightful without love and jokes, then live in love and jokes. HORACEEpistles. I. 6. 65.



You say to me-wards your affection's strong; Pray love me little, so you love me long. HERRICKLove me Little, Love me Long. .

(See also MARLOWE)



There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.
Ascribed to HERRICK in the Scottish Student's

Song-Book. Found on back of leaf 53 of
Popish Kingdome or reigne of Antichrist, in
Latin verse by THOMAS NAOGEORGUS, and
Englished by BARNABE GOOGE. Printed
1570. See Notes and Queries. S. IX. X.
427. Lines from Elizabethan Song-books.
BULLEN. P. 31. Reprinted from THOMAS
FORD's Music of Sundry Kinds. (1607)

(See also ARVERS)


What's our baggage? Only vows,

Happiness, and all our care,
And the flower that sweetly shows
Nestling lightly in your

hair. VICTOR HUGO—Eviradnus. XI.

21 If you become a Nun, dear,

The bishop Love will be;
The Cupids every one, dear!

Will chant-'We trust in thee!'

22 From henceforth thou shalt learn that there is

love To long for, pureness to desire, a mount Of consecration it were good to scale. JEAN INGELOW-A Parson's Letter to a Young

Poet. Pt. II. L. 55. 23 That divine swoon. INGERSOLLOrthodoxy. Works. Vol. II. P.

420. 24 But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.


Bid me to live, and I will live

Thy Protestant to be:
Or bid me love, and I will give

A loving heart to thee,
A heart as soft, a heart as kind,

A heart as sound and free
As in the whole world thou canst find,

That heart I'll give to thee.
HERRICK-To Anthea, who may command him

anything. No. 268.

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Love has a tide!

When love is at its best, one loves
So much that he cannot forget.


Love's like the flies, and, drawing-room or garret, goes all over a house.

DOUGLAS JERROLD Jerrold's Wit. Love.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

John. XV. 13. 5 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear.

I John. IV. 18.

6 Love in a hut, with water and a crust, Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust.

KEATS-Lamia. Pt. II. 7

I wish you could invent some means to make me at all happy without you. Every hour I am more and more concentrated in you; everything else tastes like chaff in my mouth.

KEATS—Letters. No. XXXVII.

Sing, for faith and hope are high

None so true as you and I Sing the Lovers' Litany:

"Love like ours can never die!" KIPLING-Lovers Litany.




By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward

to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she

thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the tem

ple-bells they say: "Come you back, you British soldier; come you

back to Mandalay!" KIPLING-Mandalay.

(See also HAYES under Gods) If Love were jester at the court of Death,

And Death the king of all, still would I pray, "For me the motley and the bauble, yea, Though all be vanity, as the Preacher saith, The mirth of love be mine for one brief breath!" FREDERIC L. KNOWLES-If Love were Jester

at the Court of Death. 17 Love begins with love. LA BRUYÈREThe Characters and Manners of

the Present Age. Ch. IV. 18

Le commencement et le déclin de l'amour se font sentir par l'embarras où l'on est de se trouver seuls.

The beginning and the end of love are both marked by embarrassment when the two find themselves alone. LA BRUYÈRE—Les Caractères. IV.


When late I attempted your pity to move,

Why seemed you so deaf to my prayers?
Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love

But-why did you kick me downstairs?
J. P. KEMBLE — Panel. Act I. Sc. 1. Quoted

from Asylum for Fugitive Pieces. Vol. I. P.
15. (1785) where it appeared anonymously.
Kemble is credited with its authorship.
The Panel is adapted from BICKERSTAFF'S
'Tis Well 'Tis No Worse, but these lines are
not therein. It may also be found in Annual

Register. Appendix. (1783) P. 201.
What's this dull town to me?

Robin's not near
He whom I wished to see,

Wished for to hear;
Where's all the joy and mirth
Made life a heaven on earth?
O! they're all fled with thee,

Robin Adair.

The heart of a man to the heart of a maid-

Light of my tents, be fleet-
Morning awaits at the end of the world,

And the world is all at our feet.
KIPLING-Gypsy Trail.

The white moth to the closing vine,

The bee to the open clover,
And the Gypsy blood to the Gypsy blood

Ever the wide world over.
KIPLING-Gypsy Trail.

The wild hawk to the wind-swept sky

The deer to the wholesome wold;
And the heart of a man to the heart of a maid,

As it was in the days of old.
KIPLING-Gypsy Trail.

Amour! Amour! quand tu nous tiens
On peut bien dire, Adieu, prudence.

O tyrant love, when held by you,
We may to prudence bid adieu.
LA FONTAINE-Fables. IV. 1.


The pleasure of love is in loving. We are happier in the passion we feel than in what we excite.


The more we love a mistress, the nearer we are to hating her.



Ce qui fait que amants et les maitresses ne s'ennuient point d'être ensemble; c'est qu'ils parlent toujours d'eux mêmes.

The reason why lovers and their mistresses never tire of being together is that they are always talking of themselves. LA ROCHEFOUCAULD-Maximes. 312.











Do you know you have asked for the costliest It is difficult to know at what moment love thing

begins; it is less difficult to know that it has Ever made by the Hand above

begun. A woman's heart, and a woman's life,

And a woman's wonderful love?
MARY T. LATHROP. A Woman's Answer to a I do not love thee less for what is done,

Man's Question. Erroneously credited to And cannot be undone. Thy very weakness

Hath brought thee nearer to me, and henceforth

My love will have a sense of pity in it, I love a lassie, a bonnie, bonnie lassie,

Making it less a worship than before. She's as pure as the lily in the dell.

LONGFELLOW-Masque of Pandora. Pt. VIII. She's as sweet as the heather,

In the Garden. L. 39.
The bonnie, bloomin' heather,
Mary, ma Scotch Blue-bell.

That was the first sound in the song of love! HARRY LAUDER and GERALD GRAFTON. I Scarce more than silence is, and yet a sound. Love a Lassie.

Hands of invisible spirits touch the strings

Of that mysterious instrument, the soul, Et c'est dans la première flamme

And play the prelude of our fate. We hear Qu'est tout le nectar du baiser.

The voice prophetic, and are not alone. And in that first flame

LONGFELLOW-Spanish Student. Act I. Sc. 3. Is all the nectar of the kiss.

L. 109.
LEBRUN-Mes Souwenirs, ou les Deux Rives de
la Seine.

I love thee, as the good love heaven.
LONGFELLOW-Spanish Student, Act I. Sc. 3.

L. 146.
Love leads to present rapture,--then to pain;
But all through Love in time is healed again.
LELAND-Sweet Marjoram.

Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.

It serves for food and raiment.

LONGFELLOW-Spanish Student. Act I. Sc. 5. A warrior so bold, and a virgin so bright,

L. 52.
Conversed as they sat on the green.
They gazed on each other with tender delight,

How can I tell the signals and the signs
Alonzo the Brave was the name of the knightBy which one heart another heart divines?
The maiden's the Fair Imogene.

How can I tell the many thousand ways M. G. LEWIS-Alonzo the Brave and the Fair

By which it keeps the secret it betrays? Imogene. First appeared in his novel Am

LONGFELLOW—Tales of a Wayside Inn. Pt. brosio the Monk. Found in his Tcles of Won III. Student's Tale. Emma and Eginhard. der. Vol. III. P. 63. Lewis's copy of his L. 75. poem is in the British Museum.

So they grew, and they grew, to the church Ah, how skillful grows the hand

steeple tops That obeyeth Love's command!

And they couldn't grow up any higher;. It is the heart and not the brain

So they twin'd themselves into a true lover's That to the highest doth attain,

knot, And he who followeth Love's behest

For all lovers true to admire. Far excelleth all the rest.

Lord Lovel, Old Ballad. LONGFELLOW-Building of the Ship.

History found in Professor Child's English and

Scottish Popular Ballads. II. 204. Also Love contending with friendship, and self with in The New Comic Minstrel. Pub. by JOHN each generous impulse.

CAMERON, Glasgow. The original version To and fro in his breast his thoughts were heav seems to be as given there.

ing and dashing,
As in a foundering ship.

Under floods that are deepest,
LONGFELLOW-Courtship of Miles Standish. Which Neptune obey,
Pt. III. L. 7.

Over rocks that are steepest,

Love will find out the way. Like Dian's kiss, unask'd, unsought,

Love will find out the way. Ballad in PERCY'S Love gives itself, but is not bought.

Reliques. LONGFELLOW-Endymion. St. 4.

Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, Does not all the blood within me

That from the nunnery Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee,

Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind As the springs to meet the sunshine.

To war and arms I fly. LONGFELLOW-Hiawatha. Wedding Feast. L. 153.

Yet this inconstancy is such

As you too shall adore :0, there is nothing holier, in this life of ours, I could not love thee, dear, so much, than the first consciousness of love,-the first Loved I not honour more. fluttering of its silken wings.

LOVELACETo Lucasta, on going to the Wars. LONGFELLOW-Hyperion. Bk. III. Ch. VI. Given erroneously to MONTROSE by SCOTT.









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