The North Carolina Standard

The following extracts will show the definitions of love, as given by some of our greatest poets:

Love struck his barb deep in my quivering heart,
And acting thus, he played a barb-erous part.
—HOOD.

Was I ever in love? Och, sure, and wasn't I.
Know all about the soft palaver! Doesn't I.
Stale your arms round her neck, give a wink,
perhaps two,
Take a kiss, then a squeeze, then, Och, hullaboo.
—MOORE.

To sit with her in some ice-cream saloon,
And feed together with a single spoon;
To look into her eyes and whisper "lovey,"
While she responds with sighing accents "dovey."
To place your hand on heart, and feel it beat,
Then tear it forth and dash it at her feet.
Ah! this is love.
—BYRON.

I knew a man, sir, who was deep in love,
And knocked his beaver into a wheelbarrow!
And questioned closely, sir, he couldn't tell
The difference 'twixt a bootjack and a jackass,
—POPE.

Sublime, it came refulgent in its power,
And pounced upon her heart; thence,
Strange is the contest, she was there transformed,
And never dressed her baby doll again.
—MILTON.

'Tis very sweet to tend a tater patch
With her you love, and spade in hand
Unearth the vegetables with a delve,
To see them roll luxuriant at her feet.
—SAPPHO.