Dating and Passion

What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, Is much more common where the climate’s sultry.

Follow a shadow, it still flies you; Seem to fly it, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you.

oh god it’s wonderful to get out of bed and drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much

Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew, And watching his luck was his light-o’-love, the lady that’s known as Lou.

That man that hath a tongue, I say, is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.

What men call gallantry, and gods adultery,

“I would be your wife most gladly!” (Here she twirled her fingers madly),

And when a lady’s in the case,

No, there’s nothing half so sweet in life

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight? 4

How sweet I roam’d from field to field, And tasted all the summer’s pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!

Your Cleopatra; Dolabella’s Cleopatra; every man’s Cleopatra.

May I ask whether these pleasing attentions proceed from the impulse of the moment, or are the result of previous study?

They’ll tell thee, sailors, when away,

Like all young men, you greatly exaggerate the difference between one young woman and another.

Skill’d to retire, and in retiring draw Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets.

Prithee, pretty maiden, will you marry me? (Hey, but I’m hopeful, willow, willow, waly!)

Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once that seemed too much; I lived on air.

Mad about the boy.

Where both deliberate, the love is slight;

The lover is drawn by the thing loved, as the sense is by that which it perceives

Love distills desire upon the eyes, love brings bewitching grace into the heart of those he would destroy. I pray that love may never come to me with murderous intent, in rhythms measureless and wild. Not fire nor stars have stronger bolts than those of Aphrodite sent by the hand of Eros, Zeus’s child.

Youth’s the season made for joys, Love is then our duty.

Faint heart never won fair lady! Nothing venture, nothing win— Blood is thick, but water’s thin— In for a penny, in for a pound 2 — It’s Love that makes the world go round!