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That my love is pure and true
W. S. Gilbert.
My heart shall be
Oh ! did we take, for Heaven's sake,
But half such pains as we
Coming to kiss her lips, such grace I found;
As the river rushes onward,
Onward to the distant sea,
There's never a man with his wife tries his wits
From "Husband versus Wife.”
In that stillness Which most becomes a woman, calm and holy, Thou sittest by the fireside of the heart, Feeding its flame.
(The Spanish Student).
When life was dark, our love grew brighter stillMore closely linked by care we seemed to be.
Anonymous. April 29.
On every tree that blossoms in the grove,
From the German,
E. B. Browning.
Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty,
(King Lear). Love is a sweet idolatry, enslaving All the soul.