- The Holy Vow
And ring of gold, no fond illusions now, Bind her as his. Across the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters, there to be a light Shining within, when all without is night; A guardian Angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing ! How eft her eyes read his; her gentle mind To all his wishes, all his thoughts inclined : Still subject; ever on the watch to borrow Mirth of his mirth, and sorrow of his sorrow. The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell; And feeling hearts—touch them but rightly—pour A thousand melodies unheard before !
Rogers.
The spider's most attenuated thread
Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie
Of earthly bliss: it breaks at every breeze.
Young.
In a vigorous well governed and actively employed mind Love rarely becomes that resistless tyrant vanity and romances represent him. His empire is divided by the love of fame or the desire of usefulness, the eagerness of research, or the triumph of discovery.
