Hae I a wish? it's a' for thee; I ken thy wish is me to please; J. Lapraik. A good heart is the sun and moon; September 5: Shakespeare Our love was like most other loves- A rosebud and a pair of gloves, And "Fly not yet " upon the river. Winthrop M. Praed. Oppression, and sickness, and sorrow, and pain, Shall be to our true love as links to the chain. September 6. Longfellow Annie of Tharaw). Life's a dull blank, and useless quite Till Love's gay sun its splendour pours, And marks and gilds the brighten'd hours. Amhurst Selden. I know that love grows up unwonted My heart, Sweet! vibrates to thy heart. From the Hungarian, trans. by Sir J. Bowring. I love thee, gentlest being, and henceforth Thy simple talk once solaced, now delights. Shelley. As for the women, though we scorn and flout 'em, We may live with, but cannot live without 'em. September 8. Although this heart was early blown, Dryden. Moore. As one who feels an unseen spirit Is my heart when thine is near it. Shelley. September 9. There is none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me. Byron. O! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on. |