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Though art
the star that guides me Along life's
changing sea; And whate'er fate betides
me, This heart still turns to thee
George P.
Morris
I'll love
him more, more than eer wife loved before,
be the days dark or bright.
Jean Ingelow
...Life
with its myriad grasp Our yearning souls
shall clasp by ceaseless love and still
experience wonder; In bonds that shall
endure Indissolubly sure Till God in death
shall part our paths asunder
Arthur
Penrhyn Stanley
If love
were what the rose is, And I were like the
leaf, Our lives would grow together in sad
or singing weather, Blown fields or
flowerful closes, Green pleasures or gray
grief; If love were what the rose is. And
I were like the leaf.
Algernon
Charles Swinburne
Teacher,
tender, comrad, wife. A fellow farer true
through life
Robert Louis
Stevenson
Had I the heaven's
embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and sliver light,
The blue and the dim of the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I being poor have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my
dreams
_William
Butler Yeats
I could not tell fact
from fiction, or if my dream was true,
The only sure prediction, In this whole
world was you...
Maya
Angelou
... Let
baser things devise, To lie in dust, but
you shall live by fame; My verse your
virtues rare shall eternize, And in the
heavens write you glorious name; Where
when as death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall life, and later life renew
Edmund
Spenser
Trust thou thy love; if
she be proud, is she not sweet? Trust thou
thy Love: if she be mute, is she not pure?
Lay thou thy soul full in her hands, low
at her feet; Fail, Sun and Breath! yet,
for they peace, she shall endure
_John
Ruskin
And if I cant be with
you I would rather have a different face,
And if I cant be near you I would rather
be adrift in space, And if the gods desert
us I would burn this chapel into flames,
And if someone tries to hurt you I would
put myself in your place
Neil Finn
What is there in the
vale of life, Half so delightful as a
wife, When friendship, love, and peace
combine. To stamp the marriage bond
divine?
William
Cowper
With thee conversing I
forget all time, All seasons and their
change, all please alike.
John
Milton
...I give you my hand!
I give you my love more precious than
money, I give you myself before preaching
or law, Will you give my yourself?
Walt
Whitman
Stone walls do not a
person make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds
innocent and quiet take, that for an
heritage; I f I have freedom in my love,
And in my soul am free, Angels alone that
soar above, Enjoy such liberty
Richard
Lovelace
All thoughts, all
passions, all delights, whatever stirs
this mortal frame, all are but ministers
of love, and feed his sacred flame
Samuel
Taylor Coleridge |
