Quotes
Quotes about Love
To set the cause above renown,
To love the game above the prize.
Nor love they least
Who strike with right good will
To vanquish ill
And fight God's battle upward from the beast.
Love seeks a guerdon; friendship is as God,
Who gives and asks no payment.
There is no sorrow like a love denied
Nor any joy like love that has its will.
How full and rich a world
Theirs to inhabit is--
Sweet scent of grass and bloom,
Playmates' glad symphony,
Cool touch of western wind,
Sunshine's divine caress.
How should they know or feel
They are in darkness?
But, oh, the miracle!
If a Redeemer came,
Laid finger on their eyes--
One touch and what a world,
New-born in loveliness!
Go down to Kew in lilac-time, in lilac-time, in lilac-time;
Go down to Kew in lilac-time (it is n't far from London!)
And you shall wander hand in hand with love in summer's wonder-land;
Go down to Kew in lilac-time (it is n't far from London!)
Ye that follow the vision
Of the world's weal afar,
Have ye met with derision
And the red laugh of war?
Yet the thunder shall not hurt you
Nor the battle storms dismay;
Tho' the sun in heaven desert you
"Love will find out the way."
It was thy kiss, Love, that made me immortal.
Love divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven to earth come down.
That man may last, but never lives,
Who much receives, but nothing gives;
Whom none can love, whom none can thank,--
Creation's blot, creation's blank.
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Hope, and comfort from above;
Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Triumph in redeeming love.
By the margin of fair Zurich's waters
Dwelt a youth, whose fond heart, night and day,
For the fairest of fair Zurich's daughters
In a dream of love melted away.
'T is said that absence conquers love;
But oh believe it not!
I 've tried, alas! its power to prove,
But thou art not forgot.
She's all my fancy painted her;
She's lovely, she's divine.
Thou hast wounded the spirit that loved thee
And cherish'd thine image for years;
Thou hast taught me at last to forget thee,
In secret, in silence, and tears.
Nose, nose, nose, nose!
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Sinament and Ginger, Nutmegs and Cloves,
And that gave me my jolly red nose.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row;
Which when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds filled with snow.
From whose eyelids also as they gazed dropped love.
Invite the man that loves thee to a feast, but let alone thine enemy.
Nobody loves life like an old man.
War loves to seek its victims in the young.
No oath too binding for a lover.
The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.
Love thyself, and many will hate thee.
The anger of lovers renews the strength of love.
