WHAT IS THE NAME OF YOUR LADY-LOVE? If zealous Love should go in search of virtue, Where should he find it purer than in Blanche? 4. With Leonora it shall be your fate N. P. WILLIS. BYRON-Lament of Tasso. 5. Your Sara came, with gentlest look divine; Bright shone her eye, yet tender was its beam. COLERIDGE. 6. Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed him! 7. What can be the matter with Lizzie, her cheek 8. There's not a bonnie bird that sings But minds you o' your Jean. 9. Adieu to sweet Mary forever! MRS. OSGOOD. From her you must quickly depart; BURNS. Though the fates you from each other sever, BYRON. 10. Anne loves thee not, for I know Anne's mind as well as another. Merry Wives of Windsor. * The earliest lines written by Lord Byron, in 1804. 11. Marian, who makes your heart and very rhymes. run o'er. LEIGH HUNT. 12. Ye hours of expectation, quickly fly, And bring on hours of blest reality, When thou shalt Laura see, beside her stand, 13. You oft at midnight wander out, Wrapt up in love, and your capote, CRABBE. PRAED. 14. You question not the heart of Kate, you cast upon her name No memory of jealous fear, no lightest shade of blame; You know that you have loved her long, with deep and secret truth, You know she is a fitting one to bless your trusting youth. ELIZA COOK. 15. Yes there is one true heart, that heart is thine, 16. Forever wilt thou, fond enthusiast, rove With Julia's spirit, through the shadowy grove. Gaze with delight on every scene she planned, 17. Sarah! Her face so formed of smiles,- As tuned to harmony. CAMPBELL. MARIA JAMES. 18. With all the fervency of youth, JAMES MONTGOMERY. 19. "Come back, Sir," said Kate, "recollect from to-day When I tell you to lave me, I mane ye 20. A wit herself, Amelia weds a wit. shall stay." MRS. OSGOOD. YOUNG-Love of Fame. 21. Mary! Since first you knew her to this hour, Her clear heart fresh as e'er was forest flower, 22. Clarinda, mistress of your soul. JAMES LOWELL. BURNS. |