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The royal sun rose up in state,
Our marriage-day adorning ;
Amelia B. Edwards.
Bless'd as the immortal gods is he,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,
(The Faerie Queene).
What though from Fortune's lavish bounty
No mighty treasure we possess;
John Gilbert Cooper.
No; the heart that has truly loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close;
Marry for love, and work for siller.
Scotch Proverb. July 8.
Heaven has nought to give us sweeter
Than a joy-conferring wife;
'Tis the unclouded heav'n of life.
Alexander Kisfaludy, trans. by Siry. Bowring.
(Cymbeline). July 9.
The lion chose his mate, the turtle dove
'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark,
Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come.
Byron. 'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
7. H. Payne. July 11.
The light of love, the purity of grace,
Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.
Will King July 12.
He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one;
(King Henry VIII.). Is she not passing fair?
(Two Gentlemen of Verona).