As half in shadow and half in sun

This world along its path advances,
May that side the sun's upon
Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances.


Ah! still I feel 'tis sweet to love,
But sweeter to be loved again.


October 5.

Love he sent to bind The disunited tendrils of that vine Which bears the wine of life—the human heart.


(Prometheus Unbound).

Without the smile from partial beauty won,
O! what were man?-a world without a sun.

October 6.

Oh, dear! oh, dear!

Now just look here,
What have you been about?
A saint would swear, I do declare-
You've let the fire go out.

C. H. A. Old men young women wed-by way of nurses ; Young men old women-just to fill their purses.


October 5.

October 6.

Ah! tho' my lute no longer

May sing of passion's ardent spell,
Yet trust me all the stronger,
I feel the bliss I do not tell.

Her cheeks sae ruddy an' her een sae clear,
An', oh! her mouth's like ony hinny pear.

Allan Ramsay.
October 8.
My dear and only love, I pray

That little world of thee
Be governed by no other sway
But purest monarchy.

Marquis of Montrose.
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.


(Romeo and Juliet). October 9.

Little store or great store,

All is one for hungry sinner;
Give my wife the food to dress,

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.

Allan Ramsay.

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And trust me, dear! good humour can prevail
When airs, and flights, and screams, and scoldings fail ;
Beauties in vain their eyes may roll ;
Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul.


Love thyself last.


(King Henry VIII.). October 11.

The fondest and the truest heart

I've given thee, and never
Can take it back, 'tis all thine own,
As I am thine, and thine alone
For ever and for ever.

Amelia B. Edwards.
I should not love withal, unless that thou
Had'st set me an example, shown me how.

E. B. Browning
October 12.

She was good as she was fair,

None, none on earth above her ;
As pure in thought as angels are-
To know her was to love her.

S. Rogers.
Give me what this ribbon bound;
Take all the rest the world goes round.

Waller, On a Girdle."

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