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Oh, love! what changes we have seen, what cares and
pleasures, too, Since you became my own dear wife, when this old ring was new.
(Coriolanus). January 11.
So at last we are married! Our troth had been plighted
Not by moonbeam nor starbeam, by fountain or grove, But in a front parlour most brilliantly lighted, Beneath the gas fixtures, we whispered our love.
W. A. Butler.
She's notable enough; and as for temper-
Without affliction or disquietness
(The Faerie Queene). She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity them.
If I were yonder wave, my dear,
And thou the isle it clasps around,
(All's Well that Ends Well).
January 14. Oh! happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend ; 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnat'ral oft, and foreign to the mind.
Thomson. Our love was of that steadfast kind, that grew Deeper and deeper with the journeying years.
A railway sort of track ;
Oh! blessings on that happy day, the happiest of my
life, When, thanks to God! your low, sweet “Yes" made you my loving wife.
W. C. Bennett.
I swear by heav'n and earth,
And Allah throned above,
Amelia B. Edwards.
Dearest, thou art in youthful prime, .
Life's skies are bright above thee; .
Always the same, Darby, my own!
F. E. Weatherby.
But when he vow'd he wad make her his bride,
Though his flocks and his herds were not few, She gi'ed him her hand and a kiss beside, And vow'd she'd for ever be true.
Songs of Scotland.
I love my love because I know my love loves me.