468 LOVE
Poor love is lost in men's capacious minds, In ours, it fills up all the room it finds. John Crowne—Thyestes.
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Amor, ch'al cor gentil ratto s'apprende.
Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.
Dante—Inferno. V. 100.
Amor ch' a nullo amato amar perdona.
Love, which insists that love shall mutual be.
Dante—Inferno. V. 103.
We are all born for love. * * * It is the
principle of existence and its only end.
Benj. Disraeli—Sybil. Bk. V. Ch. IV.
He who, being bold
For life to come, is false to the past sweet
Of mortal life, hath killed the world above.
For why to live again if not to meet?
And why to meet if not to meet in love?
And why in love if not in that dear love of old?
Sydney Dobell—Sonnet. To a Friend in Bereavement.
Give, you gods,
Give to your boy, your Csesar,
The rattle of a globe to play withal,
This gewgaw world, and put him cheaply off;
I'll not be pleased with less than Cleopatra.
Dryden—All for Love. Act II. Sc. 1.
Love taught him shame, and shame with love at
strife
Soon taught the sweet civilities of life.
Dryden—Cymon and Iphigenia. L. 134.
How happy the lover,
How easy his chain,
How pleasing his pain,
How sweet to discover
He sighs not in vain.
Dryden—King Arthur. IV. 1. Song.
Fool, not to know that love endures no tie,
And Jove but laughs at lovers' perjury.
Dryden—Palamon and Arcite. Bk. II.
L. 75. Amphitron. Act I. Sc. 2.
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Pains of love be sweeter far
Than all other pleasures are.
Dryden—Tyrannic Love. Act IV. Sc. 1.
Two souls in one, two hearts into one heart.
Du Bartas—Divine Weekes and Workes.
First Week. Pt. I. Sixth day. L. 1,057.
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Where we sat side by side.
Lady Dufferin—Lament of the Irish Emt-grant.
Oh, tell me whence Love cometh!
Love comes uncall'd, unsent.
Oh, tell me where Love goeth!
That was not Love that went.
Burden of a Woman. Found in J. W. Ebsworth's Roxburglie Ballads.
LOVE
The solid, solid universe
Is pervious to Love;
With bandaged eyes he never errs,
Around, below, above.
His blinding light
He flingeth white
On God's and Satan's brood,
And reconciles
By mystic wiles
The evil and the good.
Emerson-—Cupido.
But is it what we love, or how we love,
That makes true good?
George Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I.
'Tis what I love determines how I love.
George Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. I.
Women know no perfect love:
Loving the strong, they can forsake the strong;
Manclings because the being whom he loves
Is weak and needs him.
George Eliot—The Spanish Gypsy. Bk. III.
A ruddy drop of manly blood
The surging sea outweighs;
The world uncertain comes and goes,
The lover rooted stays.
Emerson—Essays. First Series. Epigraph
to Friendship.
. y
Love, which is the essence of God, is not for
levity, but for the total worth of man.
All mankind love a lover.
Emerson—Essays. Of Love.
Venus, when her son was lost,
Cried him up and down the coast,
In hamlets, palaces, and parks,
And told the truant by bis marks,—
Golden curls, and quiver, and bow.
Emerson—Initial, Demoniac and Celestial
Love. St. 1.
Mais on revient toujours
A ses premieres amours.
But one always returns to one's first loves.
Quoted by Etiexne in Joconde. Act III. 1.
Same idea in Flint—Xatural History. X. 63.
Venus, thy eternal sway •
All the race of men obey.
Euripides—Iphigenia in Avlis.
He is not a lover who does not love for ever.
Euripides—Troades. 1,051.
Wedded love is founded on esteem.
Elijah Fenton—Mariamne.
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Reason, confounds discretion; deaf to Counsel
It runs a headlong course to desperate madness.
John Ford—The Lover's Melancholy. Act III.
Sc.3. L. 105.
