bitter. For

Love was ever bitter-sweet (2).

(1) "Amanitum irae amoris integratis est."
--Terrence, Andria, III, 23.

(2) But I supposed innumerable people have said this before. No matter.

* * *

The heart of a lover is like that bottom of a well: all the beauties of
the starry heavens are revealed in it; but when it sheds the light of its
countenance upon it, all else is obliterated.

* * *

Was any lover ever loved enough? Or

Did any ever hear of a tired lover? Nevertheless often

"Drink to me only with thine eyes", says the youthful lover; but when the
seance is over he goes out and orders beef-steak and bottled beer.

* * *

What it really craves, the lover's heart is impotent to express. Yet, it
is ever attempting.

A lover is full of wishes as an egg is full of meat. But