My true love hath my heart and I have his, There never was a better bargain driven. Sir Philip Smith. My husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. May 2. Shakespeare (Hamlet). And the vicar is there with his wig and his book, The Ingoldsby Legends. In simple manners all the secret lies; May 3. A kiss can consecrate the ground Young. Where mated hearts are mutual bound; Is hallowed down to earth's profound And up to Heaven! Thomas Campbell. Belike, boy, then you are in love; for last morning you could not see to wipe my shoes. Shakespeare (Two Gentlemen of Verona). Lesbia rails at me, they say, By this that Lesbia loves me well. I never gave a lock of hair away May 5. Horace. E. B. Browning. As the ivy and oak in the forest entwined, Oh! how hard it is to find The one just suited to our mind! May 6. Byron. Thomas Campbell. My name and my glory are resting on thee, Sir John Bowring. Perhaps the only comfort which remains Shelley. Mine own dear love, I see the proof Of maid and wife in all my life The best that ever I knew. From "The Nut-Brown Maid." What woman can resist the force of praise? May 8. Sweet grief, sad pleasure-let us dwell And if a kiss can bless us-well, Gay. From the Hungarian, by Sir J. Bowring, A manly form at her side she saw, May 9. J. G. Whittier. And o'er the hills and far away, Thro' all the world she followed him. Tennyson (The Day-Dream). What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet. |