"And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new w..."

"Love is a pearl of purest hue, But stormy waves are round it; And dearly may a woman rue, The hour that she found it..."

"Oh Love! young Love! bound in thy rosy band, Let sage or cynic prattle as he will, These hours, and only these, redeem L..."