LOVE'S ARTS.
Sweet to entrance
The raptured soul by intermingling glance.
Psyche. MRS. M. TIGHE.
Our souls sit close and silently within,
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider-like, we feel the tenderest touch.
Marriage à la Mode, Act ii. Sc. 1. J. DRYDEN.
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love
Pity's the straightest.
Knight of Malta, Act i. Sc. 1. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
So mourned the dame of Ephesus her love;
And thus the soldier, armed with resolution,
Told his soft tale, and was a thriving wooer.
Shakespeare's King Richard III. (Altered), Act ii. Sc. 1. C. CIBBER.
The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
Don Juan, Canto XV. LORD BYRON.
If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully;
Or, if thou think'st I am too quickly won,
I'll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo; but, else, not for the world.
Romeo and Juliet, Act v. Sc. 2. SHAKESPEARE.
Read it, sweet maid, though it be done but slightly:
Who can show all his love doth love but lightly.
Sonnet. S. DANIEL.
Love first invented verse, and formed the rhyme,
The motion measured, harmonized the chime.
Cymon and Iphigenia. J. DRYDEN.
And you must love him, ere to you
He will seem worthy of your love.
A Poet's Epitaph. W. WORDSWORTH.
None without hope e'er loved the brightest fair,
But love can hope where reason would despair.
Epigram. GEORGE, LORD LYTTELTON.