Cupid and my Campaspe play'd At cards for kisses; Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, Growing on 's cheek (but none knows how) LYLY—Alexander and Campaspe. Act III. Sc. 11 This lass so neat, with smile so sweet, Has won my right good will, I'd crowns resign to call her mine, Sweet lass of Richmond Hill. Ascribed to LEONARD MCNALLY, who married MISS L'ANSON, one of the claimants for the "Lass," by SIR JOSEPH BARRINGTON in Sketches of His Own Times. Vol. II. P. 47. Also credited to WILLIAM UPTON. It appeared in Public Advertiser, Aug. 3, 1789. "Sweet Lass of Richmond Hill" erroneously said to have been a sweetheart of King George III. Come live with me, and be my love, 16 Quand on n'a pas ce que l'on aime, il faut aimer ce que l'on a. If one does not possess what one loves, one should love what one has. MARMONTEL. Quoted by MOORE in Irish Melodies. The Irish Peasant to His Mistress. Note. 17 Non amo te, Sabidi, nec possum dicere quare; Hoc tantum posse dicere: non amo te. I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; I can only say this, "I do not love thee." MARTIAL-Epigrams. I. 33. 1. (Name sometimes given "Savidi.") 18 (See also CATULLUS) I do not love thee, Dr. Fell. Paraphrase of MARTIAL by TOM BROWN, as 19 Je ne vous aime pas, Hylas; Je n'en saurois dire la cause; Je sais seulement une chose. |