Still amorous and fond and billing,

Like Philip and Mary on a shilling.

Samuel Butler (1600-1680): Hudibras. Part iii. Canto i. Line 687.

But thou that didst appear so fair

To fond imagination,

Dost rival in the light of day

Her delicate creation.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Yarrow Visited.

Studious of ease, and fond of humble things.

Ambrose Phillips (1671-1749): From Holland to a Friend in England.

Life let us cherish, while yet the taper glows,

And the fresh flow'ret pluck ere it close;

Why are we fond of toil and care?

Why choose the rankling thorn to wear?

J M Usteri (1763-1827): Life let us cherish.

How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,

When fond recollection presents them to view.

Samuel Woodworth (1785-1842): The Old Oaken Bucket.

Should such a man, too fond to rule alone,

Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne.

Alexander Pope (1688-1744): Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 197.