loved (n.)
loved (adj.)
'T is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Those that he loved so long and sees no more,
Loved and still loves,—not dead, but gone before,—
He gathers round him.
We spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine,
But search of deep philosophy,
Wit, eloquence, and poetry;
Arts which I lov'd, for they, my friend, were thine.
There are few people who would not be ashamed of being loved when they love no longer.
None ever loved but at first sight they loved.
Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs,
That makes her loved at home, revered abroad:
Princes and lords are but the breath of kings,
"An honest man's the noblest work of God."
Had sigh'd to many, though he loved but one.
Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
For gold in phisike is a cordial;
Therefore he loved gold in special.
No, the heart that has truly lov'd never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close;
As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets
The same look which she turn'd when he rose.
She that was ever fair and never proud,
Had tongue at will, and yet was never loud.
Thus use your frog: put your hook—I mean the arming wire—through his mouth and out at his gills, and then with a fine needle and silk sew the upper part of his leg with only one stitch to the arming wire of your hook, or tie the frog's leg above the upper joint to the armed wire; and in so doing use him as though you loved him.
And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.
I 've lived and loved.
I could not love thee, dear, so much,
Lov'd I not honour more.
I saw and loved.
I only know we loved in vain;
I only feel—farewell! farewell!
Let those love now who never loved before;
Let those who always loved, now love the more.
The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief.
I loved my country, and I hated him.
For truth has such a face and such a mien,
As to be lov'd needs only to be seen.
No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy.
None without hope e'er lov'd the brightest fair,
But love can hope where reason would despair.
I have done the state some service, and they know 't.
No more of that. I pray you, in your letters,
When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice. Then, must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well;
Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought
Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand,
Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away
Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes,
Albeit unused to the melting mood,
Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees
Their medicinal gum.
One fair daughter and no more,
The which he loved passing well.
Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted!
Those that he loved so long and sees no more,
Loved and still loves,—not dead, but gone before,—
He gathers round him.
I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But I loved the great sea more and more.
The cold, the changed, perchance the dead, anew,
The mourn'd, the loved, the lost,—too many, yet how few!
I have not loved the world, nor the world me.
Lightly from fair to fair he flew,
And loved to plead, lament, and sue;
Suit lightly won, and short-lived pain,
For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
We have lived and loved together
Through many changing years;
We have shared each other's gladness,
And wept each other's tears.
Let those love now who never loved before;
Let those who always loved, now love the more.
