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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
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