Quotes
Quotes about Love
I thought you and he were hand-in-glove.
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
If there's delight in love, 't is when I see
That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.
So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her love,
And thus the soldier arm'd with resolution
Told his soft tale, and was a thriving wooer.
Though her mien carries much more invitation than command, to behold her is an immediate check to loose behaviour; to love her was a liberal education.
Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover,
Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
The virtuous Marcia towers above her sex.
Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
Still an angel appear to each lover beside,
But still be a woman to you.
Let those love now who never loved before;
Let those who always loved, now love the more.
Woes cluster. Rare are solitary woes;
They love a train, they tread each other's heel.
Lovely in death the beauteous ruin lay;
And if in death still lovely, lovelier there;
Far lovelier! pity swells the tide of love.
Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.
The love of praise, howe'er conceal'd by art,
Reigns more or less, and glows in ev'ry heart.
Ye Gods! annihilate but space and time,
And make two lovers happy.
And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid,
Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
Curse on all laws but those which love has made!
Love, free as air at sight of human ties,
Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.
And love the offender, yet detest the offence.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
Who dared to love their country, and be poor.
A generous friendship no cold medium knows,
Burns with one love, with one resentment glows.
Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above
With ease can save each object of his love;
Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.
There with commutual zeal we both had strove
In acts of dear benevolence and love:
Brothers in peace, not rivals in command.
Who love too much, hate in the like extreme,
And both the golden mean alike condemn.
For love deceives the best of womankind.
