(Line 653.) A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as English air could make her.

("The Princess." Line 153.)

Love, like death, Levels all ranks, and lays the shepherd's crook Beside the sceptre.

Bulwer-Lytton ("Lady of Lyons." Act III., 2).

Love has no thought of self!

Love buys not with the ruthless usurer's gold!

Love sacrifices all things to bless the thing it loves.

(v., 2.) Love gains the shrine when pity opes the door.

("The New Timon." Part III., 1.)

Love hath no need of words. ("Richelieu." Act I., 2.)

The deadliest foe to love is custom. Devereux.

An innocent heart is a brittle thing, and one false vow

Can break it. ("Last of the Barons." Book I., chap. 2.)

Love wol not be constreined by maistrie, When maistrie cometh, the god of love anon Beteth his wings, and farewel, he is gon.

Geoffrey Chaucer ("The Frankeleine's Tale." Line 11,076).

A man loveth more tenderle

The thing that he hath bought most dere.

("Romaunt of the Rose." Line 2,737.)

And she was faire as is the rose in May.

("Legend of Good Women." Line 613.)

For love is blind al day, and may not see.

Love is a thing ay ful of bisy drede. ("Troilus." Act IV.)

Our hours in love have wings, in absence crutches.

Colley Cibber ("Xerxes." Act IV., 3).

Love's the weightier business of mankind.

(From "She Would and She Would Not." Act I., 1.)

Love betters what is best, Even here below, but more in heaven above.

Wordsworth ("Miscellaneous Sonnets." From the Italian of Michael

Angelo).

Love stoops as fondly as he soars.

("Poems of Fancy." XXVI.)

A perfect woman, nobly plann'd, To warn, to comfort, and command.

("Phantom of Delight.")

The unconquerable pang of despised love.

("Excursion." Book VI.)

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

Marlowe ("Hero and Leander." Sestiad I.)

Love always makes those eloquent that have it. (II.) Come live with me, and be my love.

(Song in "Jew of Malta." Act I., 1.)

They sin who tell us love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity.

Southey ("Curse of Kehama." Part X., 10). Love is indestructible, Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth. (X., 10.)

It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of love is there. (X., 10.) Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice, stole in and out, As if they feared the light.

John Suckling ("Ballad upon a Wedding." Stanza 8).

She's pretty to walk with,

And witty to talk with,

And pleasant, too, to think on. (Brennoralt.)

Love is a varied but a pleasing clime. Shenstone (Elegy 5). Union of hearts, not hands, does marriage make, And sympathy of mind keeps love awake.

Aaron Hill ("Alzira").

Love prays devoutly when it prays for love.

Hood ("Hero and Leander").

Love is like the measles, we all have to go through it.

Jerome K. Jerome ("On being in Love").

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and pen, We will work for ourself and a woman, for ever and ever, Amen. Rudyard Kipling ("An Imperial Rescript").

Love is more than great richesse.

Lydgate ("The Story of Thebes." Part III).

Oh, if thou lovest And art a woman, hide thy love from him, Whom thou dost worship; never let him know

How dear he is. (Letitia Landon.)

A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.

T. Hardy ("The Hand of Ethelberta." Chapter 20).

Our present joys are sweeter for past pain, To love and heaven by suffering we attain.

Granville ("The British Enchantress." Act V., 2).

Scorn no man's love, though of a mean degree Love is a present for a mighty king.

George Herbert ("The Temple." The Church Porch).

Love has a thousand varied notes to move the human heart. Crabbe ("The Frank Courtship").

Love's a malady without a cure.

Dryden ("Palaman and Arcite." Book II. Line II0).

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years, And every absence is a little age. ("Amphitryon.") Love can hope where reason would despair.

Lyttelton ("Epigram.")

She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer,

Hard, but oh, the glory of the winning when she's won. George Meredith ("Love in the Valley." Stanza 2).

God's rarest blessing is a good woman. ("Richard Feverel."

Chapter 34.)

Love, what a volume in a word, an ocean in a tear, A seventh heaven in a glance, a whirlwind in a sigh, The lightning in a touch, a millenium in a moment.

Martin Tupper ("Love").

Love is a sweet idolatry, enslaving all the soul,

A mighty spiritual force, an angel-mind breathed into a mortal. (Verse 3.)

Love's despair is but hope's pining ghost. (Coleridge.)

To be wroth with one we love,

Doth work like madness in the brain.

("Christabel." Part II.)

Flowers are lovely; Love is flower-like, Friendship is a sheltering tree. ("Youth and Age.") He prayeth best who loveth best, All things both great and small, For the dear God who loveth us,

He made and loveth all. ("Ancient Mariner." Part VII.)

No man at one time can be wise and love.

Herrick (Hesperides No. 10. "To Silvia").

You say to me-wards your affection's strong, Pray love me little, so you love me long.

(Hesperides No. 143.)

And as this ring

Is nowhere found,

To flaw or else to sever,

So let our love

As endless prove,

And pure as gold for ever.

(Hesperides No. 172. "A Ring Presented to Jul a.")

Thou art my love, my life, my heart,

The very eyes of me, And hast command of every part

To live and die for thee.

(Hesperides No. 268. "To Anthea.")

Blest is the bride on whom the sun doth shine.

(Hesperides No. 284. "A Nuptial Song.")

Love in extremes can never long endure.

(Hesperides No. 495. "A Caution.")

Love of itself's too sweet. The best of all Is when love's honey has a dash of gall.

(Hesperides No. 1,085. "Another of Love.")

Hail, wedded love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else.

Milton ("Paradise Lost." Book IV. Line 750).

Love refines the thoughts, and heart enlarges.

(Book VIII. Line 588).

With a smile that glowed (Book VIII.) Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue. (Line 618.) Love quarrels oft in pleasing concord end.

("Samson Agonistes." Line 80).

Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banished lover, or some captive maid.

Pope ("Eloise to Abelard." Line 51).

Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. (Line 182.) Of all affliction taught a lover yet, ' Tis sure the hardest science to forget. (Line 189.) Is it, in heaven, a crime to love too well?

("Elegy." Line 6.) draws us with a single hair.

("The Rape of the Lock." Line 28.)

All other goods by Fortune's hand are given, A wife is the peculiar gift of heaven.

("January and May." Line 51,)