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That my love is pure and true
What is left to tell to you?
What's the need to go and tell
Every one I love you well ?

W. S. Gilbert.
Change as ye list, ye winds !

My heart shall be
The faithful compass that still points to thee.

April 26.

Oh ! did we take, for Heaven's sake,

But half such pains as we
Take day and night for woman's sake,
What angels we should be !


Coming to kiss her lips, such grace I found;
She seemed to smelt a garden of sweet flowers.

April 27.

As the river rushes onward,

Onward to the distant sea,
So my fond heart's true devotion
Shall for ever turn to thee.

Mrs. Sargood.

There's never a man with his wife tries his wits
But he's ever the first in the end to cry quits.

From "Husband versus Wife.

April 26.

April 27.

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,
On ev'ry stone I see where'er I rove,
I'd write in lines that Time eraseth never,
Thine is my heart, and thine alone for ever."

From the German,
I lean upon thee, Dear, without alarm,
And feel as safe as guarded by a charm.

E. B. Browning.

April 30.

Dearer than eyesight, space, and liberty,
Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare,
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honour,
A love that makes breath poor and speech unable-
Beyond all manner of such I love you.


(King Lear). Love is a sweet idolatry, enslaving All the soul.


April 29.

April 30.

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