March 20.

March 21.

Think you a little din can daunt my ears? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue? That gives not half so great a blow to the ear As will a chestnut in a farmer's fire.

Shakespeare

(Taming of the Shrew).

Domestic happiness! thou only bliss
Of Paradise that hast survived the fall!

March 23.

How bles't are we, that Nature thus
From all the world hath sever'd us,
Creating for ourselves we two,
As Love has me for only you!

Cowper.

Waller, 1693.

From every other charmer free
My life and love shall follow thee.

Barton Booth.

March 24.

Stretched on the rack of a too easy chair,

I heard thy everlasting yawn confess
The pains and penalties of idleness.

Dear, bless us ! wives

Are born to lead unhappy lives.

Pope.

Lloyd.

March 23.

March 24.

Meeting with joy, and parting with tears,
Love were not love, but for love's hopes and fears,
Hopes for to-morrow, kisses for to-day,
Think not of sorrow, love while we may.

Whate'er my desire is, in thine may be seen

C. H. A.

I am king of the household, and thou art its queen.

March 26.

Longfellow
(Annie of Tharaw).

Oh, no! thy love, though much, is not so great,
It is my love that keeps mine eye awake,
Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat,
To play the watchman ever for thy sake.

Shakespeare

(Love's Labour's Lost).

A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
From year to year until I saw thy face.
E. B. Browning.

March 27.

Sweetness, truth, and ev'ry grace,
Which time and use are wont to teach,
The eye may in a moment reach
And read distinctly in her face.

Waller

Thou'rt more dear in thy sorrow, thy gloom, and thy

show'rs

Than the rest of the world in their sunniest hours.

Moore.

March 26.

March 27.