“Wert thou more fickle than the restless sea,
Still should I love thee, knowing thee for such.”
William Morris (1834–1896) author, designer, and craftsman
Life and Death of Jason, Book ix, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
I Travelled Among Unknown Men, st. 1 (1799).
“Wert thou more fickle than the restless sea,
Still should I love thee, knowing thee for such.”
William Morris (1834–1896) author, designer, and craftsman
Life and Death of Jason, Book ix, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Bayard Taylor (1825–1878) United States poet, novelist and travel writer
"Bedouin Song" (1853), in The Poetical Works of Bayard Taylor (1907), p. 69.
Source: The Poems of Bayard Taylor
Context: I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
Context: From the Desert I come to thee
On a stallion shod with fire;
And the winds are left behind
In the speed of my desire.
Under thy window I stand,
And the midnight hears my cry:
I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
“I do not love thee, Sabidius, nor can I say why; this only I can say, I do not love thee.”
Martial book Epigrammata
I, 32, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare: "I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, / The reason why I cannot tell; / But this alone I know full well, / I do not love thee, Doctor Fell", Tom Brown, Laconics.
Epigrams (c. 80 – 104 AD)
“I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved?”
Songs and Sonnets (1633), The Good-Morrow
Context: p>I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.</p
Robert Murray M'Cheyne (1813–1843) British writer
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 94.
“The best thing I know between France and England is the sea.”
Douglas William Jerrold (1803–1857) English dramatist and writer
The Anglo-French Alliance, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Dusty Springfield (1939–1999) English singer and record producer
On why she relocated to the United States in the late 1960s
Old Grey Whistle Test interview (1978)