Samuel Lover Quotes


Too little is it considered while we gaze on aristocratic beauty how much good food soft lying warm wrapping ease of mind have to do with the attractions which command our admiration.

Reproof on her lip but a smile in her eye.

Said will be a little ahead but done should follow at his heel.

The neck on which diamonds might have worthily sparkled will look less tempting when the biting winter has hung icicles there for gems.

For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.

Better to be safe than sorry.

Sure my love is all crostLike a bud in the frostAnd there's no use at all in my going to bed For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!

A baby was sleeping Its mother was weeping.

Sure the shovel and tongs To each other belongs.

How many chapters have been written about love verses - and how many more might be written! - might would could should or ought to be written! - I will venture to say will be written!

I'll seek a four leaved shamrock in all thy fairy dells And if I find the charmed leaves oh how I'll weave my spells!

There was a place in childhood that I remember well And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.

Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.

Come live in my heart and pay no rent.

When once the itch of literature comes over a man nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen.

For dhrames always go by conthraries my dear.

Where's the snow That fell the year that's fled--where's the snow?

When once the itch of literature comes over a man nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen I suppose you must scratch any way you can.

Oh happy triumph of the poet! - to hear his verses wedded to sweet sounds and warbled by the woman he loves!

There's luck in odd numbers.