Samuel Lover quotes

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye. (Samuel Lover)
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.
Samuel Lover
Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.
Samuel Lover
What is wine? It is the grape present in another form; its essence is there, though the fruit which produced it grew thousands of miles away, and perished years ago. So the object of many a tender thought may be spiritually present, in defiance of space - and fond recollections cherished in defiance of time.
Samuel Lover
Sure the shovel and tongs To each other belongs.
Samuel Lover
For dhrames always go by conthraries, my dear.
Samuel Lover
My hearing has suffered seriously; just now I am obliged to have the assistance of an ear trumpet. Think of that, my beauty! - There 's a state for your old Lover to be in! - No more tender whisperings! Imagine sweet confessions to be made through an ear trumpet!
Samuel Lover
For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.
Samuel Lover
Sure my love is all crost Like a bud in the frost And there's no use at all in my going to bed, For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!
Samuel Lover
And with my advice, faith I wish you'd take me.
Samuel Lover
As she sat in the low-backed car The man at the turn-pike bar Never asked for the toll But just rubbed his auld poll And looked after the low-backed car. (Samuel Lover)
A baby was sleeping, Its mother was weeping, For her husband was far on the wild-raging sea.
Samuel Lover
The neck on which diamonds might have worthily sparkled, will look less tempting when the biting winter has hung icicles there for gems.
Samuel Lover
Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.
Samuel Lover
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.
Samuel Lover
To return after long years of painful absence to some place which has been the scene of our former joys, and whence the force of circumstance, and not choice, has driven us, is oppressive to the heart.
Samuel Lover
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!
Samuel Lover
"That 's eight times to-day that you 've kissed me before." "Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure, For there 's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.
Samuel Lover