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Un homme n'a jamais pu e lever sa ma|"tresse jusqu'a' lui; mais une femme place toujours son amant aussi haut qu'elle. A man can never elevate his mistress to his rank, but a woman can always place her lover as high as she.
L'amoureux qui n'oublie pas quelquefois meurt par exce' s, fatigue et tension de me moire (tel Werther). The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).
And my fause Luver staw my rose, But, ah! he left the thorn wi'me.
Give me a lover bold and free, Not eunuched with formality.
Beauty is the lover's gift.
There is no fury like an ex-wife looking for a new lover.
For here the lover and killer are mingled who had one body and one heart. And death, who had the soldier singled has done the lover mortal hurt.
All mankind love a lover. 312
Have I a lover Who is noble and free? I would he were nobler Than to love me.
And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.
I sighed as a lover, I obeyed as a son.
I would that with sleepy, soft embraces The sea would fold mewould find me rest In luminous shades of her secret places, In depths where her marvels are manifest; So the earth beneath her should not discover My hidden couchnor the heaven above her As a strong love shielding a weary lover, I would have her shield me with shining breast.
A little season of love and laughter, Of light and life, and pleasure and pain, And horror of outer darkness after, And dust returneth to dust again. Then the lesser life shall be as the greater, And the lover of life shall join the hater, And the one thing cometh sooner or later, And no one knoweth the loss or gain.
For a woman to have a liaison is almost always pardonable, and occasionally, when the lover chosen is sufficiently distinguished, even admirable.
Et si uxoris nomen sanctius ac validius videtur, dulcius mihi semper exstitit amic× vocabulum; aut si non indigneris, concubin× vel scorti. Ifthename of wifeseemsmore blessed or more binding, always sweeter to me will be the word lover, or if I may, concubine or whore.
Having a lover isn't much to write home about.
And thushit passes onfrome Candylmasuntyll Ester, that the moneth of May was com, whan every lusty harte begynnith to blossom and to burgyne. For, lyke as trees and erbys burgenyth and florysshyth in May, lyke wyse every lusty harte that is ony maner of lover spryngith, burgenyth, buddyth, and florysshyth in lusty dedis.
Nor jealousy Was understood, the injured lover's hell.
William behaved like a bashful girl, who is afraid of her lover's bad reputation and therefore avoids being alone with him.
Scratch a lover, and find a foe.
Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget! How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense, And love th'offender, yet detest th'offence? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love? 659
Over this damp grave I speak the words of my love; I, with no rights in this matter, Neither father nor lover.
A husband is what is left of the lover after the nerve has been extracted.
When I was a young man, I wanted to be three things: I wanted to be the world's greatest horseman, the world's greatest economist, and the world's greatest lover. Unfortunately I never became the world's greatest horseman.
Your true lover of literature is never fastidious.
Dear Prue, If a servant I sent last night got to Hampton-court, you received 29 walnuts and a letter from me. I inclose the Gazette; and am, with all my soul, Your passionate lover, and faithful husband,
Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail?
For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the season of snows and sins; The days dividing lover and lover, The light that loses, the night that wins; And time remembered isgrief forgotten, And frosts are slain and flowers begotten, And in green underwood and cover Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and no other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me.
Quis fallere possit amantem? Who can deceive a lover?
Sir Henry Wottonwas also a most dear lover, and a frequent practiser of the art of angling; of which he would say,'it was anemployment forhisidletimea rest to his mind, a cheerer of his spirits, a diverter of sadness, a calmer of unquiet thoughts, a moderator of passions, a procurer of contentedness; and that it begat habits of peace and patience in those that professed and practised it.'
Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear,both what they half create And what perceive.
'Tis ashard tobe a good fellow, a good friend, and a lover of women, as 'tistobe agood fellow, agood friend, and a lover of money.
Webster's New World Dictionary of Quotations Copyright © 2010 by Chambers Harrap Publishers Ltd. All rights reserved. Published by Wiley, Hoboken, NJ. Used by arrangement with John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
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