As half in shadow and half in sun Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances. Ah! still I feel 'tis sweet to love, October 5. Love he sent to bind The disunited tendrils of that vine Moore. Leyden. Which bears the wine of life-the human heart. Without the smile from partial beauty won, October 6. Campbell. Oh, dear! oh, dear! C. H. A. Old men young women wed-by way of nurses; Young men old women-just to fill their purses. Anonymous. Ah! tho' my lute no longer I feel the bliss I do not tell. Moore. Her cheeks sae ruddy an' her een sae clear, October 8. Allan Ramsay. My dear and only love, I pray Marquis of Montrose. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, October 9. Shakespeare Little store or great store, All is one for hungry sinner; And I'll answer for our dinner. Trans. from the Hungarian by Sir J. Bowring. But love in whispers lets us ken That men were made for us, and we for men. Allan Ramsay. 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. October II. Pope. Shakespeare (King Henry VIII.). The fondest and the truest heart For ever and for ever. Amelia B. Edwards. I should not love withal, unless that thou October 12. She was good as she was fair, S. Rogers. Give me what this ribbon bound; Waller, "On a Girdle." |