Maiden

"There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not: The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid."

"Then when they had had their joy of food, she and her handmaids, they threw off their head-gear and fell to playing at ball, and white-armed Nausicaa was leader in the song. And even as Artemis, the archer, roves over the mountains, along the ridges of lofty Taÿgetus, or Erymanthus, joying in the pursuit of boars and swift deer, and with her sport the wood-nymphs, the daughters of Zeus who bears the aegis, and Leto is glad at heart—high above them all Artemis holds her head and brows, and easily may she be known, though all are fair—so amid her handmaidens shone the maid unwed."

"O I forbid you, maidens a’, That wear gowd on your hair, To come or gae by , For young Tam Lin is there.For even about that knight’s middle O’ siller bells are nine; And nae maid comes to Carterhaugh And a maid returns again."

"And lang, lang may the maidens sit Wi’ their gowd kames in their hair, A-waiting for their ain dear loves! For them they’ll see nae mair."

"MAIDEN, n. A young person of the unfair sex addicted to clewless conduct and views that madden to crime. The genus has a wide geographical distribution, being found wherever sought and deplored wherever found. The maiden is not altogether unpleasing to the eye, nor (without her piano and her views) insupportable to the ear, though in respect to comeliness distinctly inferior to the rainbow, and, with regard to the part of her that is audible, bleating out of the field by the canary — which, also, is more portable."

"Prudence is a rich ugly old maid courted by Incapacity."

"Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my heart!"

"A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora."

"Though friendships differ endless in degree, The sorts, methinks, may be reduced to three. Acquaintance many, and Conquaintance few, But for Inquaintance I know only two — The friend I've wept and the maid I woo."

"If Love the Virgin's Heart invade, How, like a Moth, the simple Maid Still plays about the Flame!"

"Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering by: War's annals will cloud into night Ere their story die."

"Should ever the fine-eyed maid to me be kind; Ah! surely it must be whenever I find; Some flowery spot, sequestered, wild, romantic; That often must have seen a poet frantic."

"Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long; And so make Life, and Death, and that For-Ever, One grand sweet song"

"The heart of a man to the heart of a maid — Light of my tents, be fleet — Morning awaits at the end of the world, And the world is all at our feet."

"How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams With its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!"

"Some times with secure delight The up-land Hamlets will invite, When the merry Bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth, and many a maid, Dancing in the Chequer'd shade."

"The great renewal of the world will perhaps consist in this, that man and maid, freed of all false feelings and reluctances, will seek each other not as opposites, but as brother and sister, as neighbors, and will come together as human beings."

"The rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres To hear the sea-maid's music."

"Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids, but the sky changes when they are wives."

"He that would woo a maid must feign, lie and flatter, But he that woos a widow must down with his britches and at her."

"She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love."

"If you can kiss the mistress, never kiss the maid."

""Where are you going, my pretty maid?" "I am going a-milking sir," she said. "May I go with you, my pretty maid?" "You are kindly welcome sir," she said. "What is your father, my pretty maid?" "My father's a farmer, sir," she said. "What is your fortune, my pretty maid?" "My face is my fortune, sir," she said. "Then I can't marry you, my pretty maid?" "Nobody asked you sir," she said."

"The spotless maid is like the blooming rose Which on its native stem unsullied grows."

"Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where s might despair."

"Maids are like contentment in this life, Which all the world have sought, but none enjoy’d."

"A maiden is like a half-blown damask rose, fair as a dream and full of the sweet fragrance of the purity of dawning womanhood."