To think that a beauty so gay, So kind and so constant would prove ; Or live in a cottage on love. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted. Shakespeare Rowe. (Midsummer Night's Dream). April 14. O! my love's like a red, red rose, Burns. Oh! it is great and wise and good to love. Westland Marston, LL.D. April 15. And did'st thou know the comfort of two hearts In one delicious harmony united, As to joy one joy, and think both one thought, I am happy, I am happy, As the lilies of the prairie, George Chapman. When they feel the dew upon them. Longfellow (Song of Hiawatha). May never was the month of love, Robert Southwell. He loves command and due restriction, April 17. Love me not for comely grace, Gay. Wilbye's Madrigals. Yet stay, always be chained to my heart April 18. There is a grief in every kind of joy, That is my theme, and that I mean to prove ; And who were he which would not drink annoy To taste thereby the lightest dram of love? Gascoigne. What we think in our hearts you may read in our eyes, For, knowing no falsehood, we need no disguise. Garrick. |