For less my worth, you must allow, than heaven.”[heaven.”]
Lourie (Tam), the innkeeper at Marchthorn.—Sir W. Scott, St. Ronan’s Well (time, George II.).
Love, patient, meek wife of Freedom Wheeler, who sinks—still meekly—into the grave, after disappointing him in his desire to have a son called by his and his father’s name.—Rose Terry Cooke, Freedom Wheeler’s Controversy.
Love, a drama by S. Knowles (1840). The Countess Catherine is taught by a serf named Huon, who is her secretary, and falls in love with him; but her pride struggles against such an unequal match. The duke, her father, hearing of his daughter’s love, commands Huon, on pain of death, to marry Catherine, a freed serf. He refuses; but the countess herself bids him obey. He plights his troth to Catherine, supposing it to be Catherine, the quondam serf, rushes to the wars, obtains great honors, becomes a prince, and then learns that the Catherine he has wed is the duke’s daughter.
Love, or rather affection, according to Plato, is disposed in the liver.
Within, some say, Love hath his habitation;
Not Cupid’s self, but Cupid’s better brother;
For Cupid’s self dwells with a lower nation,
But this, more sure, much chaster than the other.
Ph. Fletcher, The Purple Island (1633).