Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 3, 2025
Yea, and a letter neath my hand my wish for ties of kin And for alliance with himself shall give him eke to know; And all endeavour will I use, forthwith, that he thou lov'st Once more with thee may be conjoined, to part from thee no mo. I, too, have battened upon love and know the taste thereof And can excuse the folk who've quaffed the self-same cup of woe.
"If thou 'rt the man of it, I 'm the woman, and thou and Zeb will both have to do as I say," retorted Nancy, "or else mayhap I 'll get thee no dinner! Mother said I could make succotash, and thou lov'st that better than anything. Mother said above all things not to let the fire go out, for it would be hard to bring a fire-brand all the way from the village.
CHARLES. Still at this king thou lov'st to point thy jest; Yet 'tis this lackland monarch who to-day Hath with a princely crown invested me. DUNOIS. Not, in the name of heaven, with that of Naples, Which is for sale, I hear, since he kept sheep. CHARLES. It is a sportive festival, a jest, Wherein he giveth to his fancy play, To found a world all innocent and pure In this barbaric, rude reality.
Laughing ever, Hofer carried us both in to where Franz stood, and with his long arms still about us caught him with a hand on each wrist, and so stood we, two girls in the midst of two men's encircling arms. "Hof, is it that thou lov'st Lisba?" said Frank sternly; "if so, thou doest not well." "I both love her and do well, my brother," replied Hofer.
"No; excuse me," he answered with a little shyness, the rarest of phenomena in his spiritual atmosphere; "I could not read it aloud. But do not let it bore you if " He did not finish his sentence, and Hester was already busy with his manuscript. Here is the song: If thou lov'st I dare not ask thee, Lest thou say, "Not thee;" Prythee, then, in coldness mask thee, That it may be me.
But, at the sweet and silent ev'ning hour, When clos'd in sleep is ev'ry languid flow'r, Thou lov'st to sport upon the twilight air, Mocking the eye, that would thy course pursue, In many a wanton-round, elastic, gay, Thou flit'st athwart the pensive wand'rer's way, As his lone footsteps print the mountain-dew.
"Enough, girl," cried the King, "what be this knave to thee?" "He loves me, Your Majesty," she replied proudly, "and I, him." "Thou lov'st this low-born cut-throat, Bertrade," cried Henry.
Then I said to him, 'Lov'st thou Goorelka? And he answered, 'Yea, though I know my doom in loving her; and that it will be the doom of them now piping to her pleasure and denied the privilege of laughter.
Then he laid his hand under her head and she did the like, and they embraced and fell asleep in each other's arms, whilst the tongue of the case spoke the words of the poet: Cleave fast to her thou lov'st and let the envious rail amain, For calumny and envy ne'er to favour love were fain.
With her smile the earth she cheers, Binds the earliest sheaves so fair, As her hearth the landmark rears, And the goddess breathes this prayer: "Father Zeus, who reign'st o'er all That in ether's mansions dwell, Let a sign from thee now fall That thou lov'st this offering well!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking