The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it.You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
~George Moore.
My debt to you, Belovèd, is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm on any reckoning day.
~Jessie B. Rittenhouse.
