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As half in shadow and half in sun
This world along its path advances,
Ah! still I feel 'tis sweet to love,
Love he sent to bind The disunited tendrils of that vine Which bears the wine of life—the human heart.
Without the smile from partial beauty won,
Oh, dear! oh, dear!
Now just look here,
C. H. A. Old men young women wed-by way of nurses ; Young men old women-just to fill their purses.
Ah! tho' my lute no longer
May sing of passion's ardent spell,
That little world of thee
Marquis of Montrose.
(Romeo and Juliet). October 9.
Little store or great store,
All is one for hungry sinner;
And I'll answer for our dinner.
Trans. from the Hungarian by Sir 7. Bowring. But love in whispers lets us ken That men were made for us, and we for men.
And trust me, dear! good humour can prevail
Love thyself last.
(King Henry VIII.). October 11.
The fondest and the truest heart
I've given thee, and never
Amelia B. Edwards.
E. B. Browning
She was good as she was fair,
None, none on earth above her ;
Waller, “ On a Girdle."