"When late I attempted your pity to move, Why seemed you so deaf to my prayers? Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love But—why did you kick me downstairs?"

"Et c'est dans la première flamme Qu'est tout le nectar du baiser."

"There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her till I die."

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

"Bid me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be: Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee, A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find, That heart I'll give to thee."

"Open your heart and take us in, Love—love and me."

"Alas! for love, if thou art all, And nought beyond, O earth."

"No, not Jove Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love."

"Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before."

"Es ist eine alte Geschichte, Doch bleibt sie immer neu."

": Oh fair, oh sweet and holy as dew at morning tide, I gaze on thee, and yearnings, sad in my bosom hide."

": It is an ancient story Yet is it ever new."

"Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth."

"What a sweet reverence is that when a young man deems his mistress a little more than mortal and almost chides himself for longing to bring her close to his heart."

"Du bist wie eine Blume, so hold, so schön und rein; Ich shau' dich an und Wehmut schleicht mir ins Herz hinein."

"And once again we plighted our troth, And titter'd, caress'd, kiss'd so dearly."

"To love is to know the sacrifices which eternity exacts from life."

"Love is a lock that linketh noble minds, Faith is the key that shuts the spring of love."

"O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of love."

"Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but Lady Greensleeves?"

"Whoe'er thou art, thy Lord and master see, Thou wast my Slave, thou art, or thou shalt be."

"As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure; but there's no love lost between us."

"Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart."

"The chemist of love Will this perishing mould, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold."

"Wenn ich dich lieb habe, was geht's dich an?"

": Girls we love for what they are; Young men for what they promise to be."

": If I love you, what business is that of yours?"

": Love grants in a moment What toil can hardly achieve in an age."

"In einem Augenblick gewährt die Liebe Was Mühe kaum in langer Zeit erreicht."

"Man liebt an dem Mädchen was es ist, Und an dem Jüngling was er ankündigt."

"Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign: And we shall never, never part, My life—my all that's mine!"

"Love understands love; it needs no talk."

"O, love, love, love! Love is like a dizziness; It winna let a poor body Gang about his biziness!"

": And in that first flame Is all the nectar of the kiss."

"Not from the whole wide world I chose thee, Sweetheart, light of the land and the sea! The wide, wide world could not inclose thee, For thou art the whole wide world to me."

"Love, Love, my Love. The best things are the truest! When the earth lies shadowy dark below Oh, then the heavens are bluest!"

"I seek for one as fair and gay, But find none to remind me, How blest the hours pass'd away With the girl I left behind me."

"I saw and loved."

"Love, then, hath every bliss in store; 'Tis friendship, and 'tis something more. Each other every wish they give; Not to know love is not to live."

"I love her doubling and anguish; I love the love she withholds, I love my love that loveth her, And anew her being moulds."

"Es ist eine der grössten Himmelsgaben, So ein lieb' Ding im Arm zu haben."

"He is not a lover who does not love for ever."

"Venus, thy eternal sway All the race of men obey."

"Wedded love is founded on esteem."

"Mais on revient toujours A ses premières amours."

"Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told the truant by his marks,— Golden curls, and quiver, and bow."

": But one always returns to one's first loves."