"I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!"

": You must make a lover angry if you wish him to love."

"Cogas amantem irasci, amare si velis."

"Tum, ut adsolet in amore et ira, jurgia, preces, exprobrutio, satisfactio."

"Love better is than Fame."

"O Love, O great god Love, what have I done, That thou shouldst hunger so after my death? My heart is harmless as my life's first day: Seek out some false fair woman, and plague her Till her tears even as my tears fill her bed."

"If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing weather."

"Love laid his sleepless head On a thorny rose bed: And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead."

"In all I wish, how happy should I be, Thou grand Deluder, were it not for thee? So weak thou art that fools thy power despise; And yet so strong, thou triumph'st o'er the wise."

"Love in its essence is spiritual fire."

"Love, as is told by the seers of old, Comes as a butterfly tipped with gold, Flutters and flies in sunlit skies, Weaving round hearts that were one time cold."

"I that have love and no more Give you but love of you, sweet; He that hath more, let him give; He that hath wings, let him soar; Mine is the heart at your feet Here, that must love you to live."

"Love's history, as Life's, is ended not By marriage."

": Love knows no winter; no, no! It is, and remains the sign of spring."

"To love her was a liberal education."

"Sweetheart, when you walk my way, Be it dark or be it day; Dreary winter, fairy May, I shall know and greet you. For each day of grief or grace Brings you nearer my embrace; Love hath fashioned your dear face, I shall know you when I meet you."

"I who all the Winter through, Cherished other loves than you And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and pew; Now I know the false and true, For the earnest sun looks through, And my old love comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew."

"L'amour est l'histoire de la vie des femmes; c'est un épisode dans celle des hommes."

"Where we really love, we often dread more than we desire the solemn moment that exchanges hope for certainty."

": Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's."

"And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old love comes to meet me, in the dawning and the dew."

"Together linkt with adamantine chains."

"They sin who tell us Love can die: With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity, In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell."

"To be wise and eke to love, Is granted scarce to gods above."

"And when my own Mark Antony Against young Cæsar strove, And Rome's whole world was set in arms, The cause was,—all for love."

"Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it."

"Cupid "the little greatest god.""

"Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end."

"Just like Love is yonder rose, Heavenly fragrance round it throws, Yet tears its dewy leaves disclose, And in the midst of briars it blows Just like Love."

"They love indeed who quake to say they love."

"My true-love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange, one for the other given; I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven."

"Priests, altars, victims, swam before my sight."

"The fickleness of the woman I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me."

"When you loved me I gave you the whole sun and stars to play with. I gave you eternity in a single moment, strength of the mountains in one clasp of your arms, the volume of all the seas in one impulse of your soul. A moment only; but was it not enough? Were you not paid then for all the rest of your struggle on earth?… When I opened the gates of paradise, were you blind? Was it nothing to you? When all the stars sang in your ears and all the winds swept you the heart of heaven, were you deaf? were you dull? was I no more to you than a bone to a dog? Was it not enough? We spent eternity together; and you ask me for a little lifetime more. We possessed all the universe together; and you ask me to give you my scanty wages as well. I have given you the greatest of all things; and you ask me to give you little things. I gave you your own soul: you ask me for my body as a plaything. Was it not enough? Was it not enough?"

"Love's Pestilence, and her slow dogs of war."

"Thy fatal shafts unerring move; I bow before thine altar, Love!"

"Qui blandiendo dulce nutrivit malum, Sero recusat ferre, quod subiit, jugum."

": True love hates and will not bear delay."

": He who has fostered the sweet poison of love by fondling it, finds it too late to refuse the yoke which he has of his own accord assumed."

"Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd."

"Odit verus amor nec patitur moras."

"Love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave."

"Why so pale and wan, fond lover, Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?"