Valentine

“Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue, and a silver shoe.”

“The year's at the spring, and day's at the morn; morning's at seven; the hill-side's dew-pearled; the lark's on the wing; the snail's on the thorn; God's in His heaven. All's right with the world!”

“Behold, I do not give lectures or a little charity, / When I give I give myself.”

“Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, / And slips into the bosom of the lake: / So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip / Into my bosom and be lost in me.”

“Treat your wife always with respect; it will procure respect to you, not from her only, but from all that observe you.”

“The wound is the place where the light enters you.”

“Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, / Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, / Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.”

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”

“Grow old along with me! / The best is yet to be, / The last of life, for which the first was made:”

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”

“Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. / Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; / For love is sufficient unto love.”

“Remember me when I am gone away, / Gone far away into the silent land;”

“Say over again, and yet once over again, / That thou dost love me.”

“I would not wish any companion in the world but you: / Nor can imagination form a shape besides yourself to like of.”

“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, / My love as deep; the more I give to thee, / The more I have, for both are infinite.”