Like will to like, each creature loves his kind;
Chaste words proceed still from a bashful mind.
Robert Herrick on Wedding
1591–1674 England
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You say to me-wards your affection's strong;
Pray love me little, so you love me long.
Let moderation on thy passions wait;
Who loves too much, too much the lov'd will hate.
Love's of itself too sweet; the best of all
Is, when love's honey has a dash of gall.
No, not Jove
Himselfe, at one time, can be wise and love.
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve:
The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
Love is a circle that doth restless move
In the same sweet eternity of love.
No, not Jove
Himself, at one time, can be wise and love.
When words we want, Love teacheth to indite;
And what we blush to speak, she bids us write.
I do love I know not what,
Sometimes this and sometimes that.
But, ah! if empty dreams so please,
Love give me more such nights as these.
Wealth cannot make a life, but love.
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Robert Herrick (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.