Sentimental Love and Romance

This sentimental love and romance page demonstrates Love's Blindness and cautions against Love's Dangers. Only the brave love and only the truly sentimental lover reads romantic poems.

LOVE'S BLINDNESS

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

Midsummer Night's Dream, Act i. Sc. 1 SHAKESPEARE.

None ever loved but at first sight they loved.

Blind Beggar of Alexandria G. CHAPMAN

We only love where fate ordains we should,
And, blindly fond, oft slight superior merit.

Fall of Saguntum PH. FROWDE.

But love is blind, and lovers cannot see
The pretty follies that themselves commit

Merchant of Venice, Act ii. Sc. 6 SHAKESPEARE.

LOVE'S DANGERS

And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen,
The maiden herself will steal after it soon.

Ill Omens T. MOORE

And Julia's voice was lost, except in sighs

Until too late for useful conversation ;
The tears were gushing from her gentle eyes,

I wish, indeed, they had not had occasion ;
But who, alas ! can love, and then be wise?

Not that Remorse did not oppose Temptation ;
A little still she strove, and much repented

And whispering "I will ne'er consent " — consented

Don Juan, canto I, verse CXVII Lord Byron

The fly that sips treacle is lost in the sweets.

Beggar's Opera, Act ii. Sc. 2 J. GAY

There lives within the very flame of love
A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.

Hamlet, Act iv. Sc. 7 SHAKESPEARE.

My only books
Were woman's looks,
And folly's all they've taught me.

The time I've lost in wooing T. MOORE

Then fly betimes, for only they
Conquer Love that run away.

Conquest by Flight T. CAREW.

LOVE'S CAUTIONS

The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me;
Too many eyes are gazing
Upon the costly tree;
But there's a rose in yonder glen
That shuns the gaze of other men,
For me its blossom raising,--
O, that's the rose for me

The rose that all are praising T.H. BAYLY.

But the fruit that can fall without shaking,
Indeed is too mellow for me.

Love in a hut, with water and a crust,
Is--Lord forgive us!--cinders, ashes, dust.

Lamia J. KEATS

FERDINAND.--Here's my hand.
MIRANDA.--And mine, with my heart in it.

The cold in clime are cold in blood,
Their love can scarce deserve the name.

The Giaour LORD BYRON.

Love in your hearts as idly burns
As fire in antique Roman urns.

Hudibras, Pt. II. Canto I S. BUTLER.

Lovers' hours are long, though seeming short.

Venus and Adonis SHAKESPEARE.

When it comes to love and romance, it always seems to come back to Shakespeare, doesn't it? Almost every search turns up more romantic nuggets, and frankly, some that are a wee bit bitter as well.

More remarkable is the volume of Shakespeare's product. A working playwright, he finished a play one day, directed it the next, took care of the mundane box office receipts...etcetera, etcetera, etcetera....The only wonder is when he found the time to be love and romance himself?

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