Themed 15x15 Freeform Crossword - Compiled By stellam

Date: 06 Feb 2011 Title: Love in the 17th and 18th Century ~ Ode to the Aus

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1. AH, how sweet it is to love! Ah, how gay is young Desire! And what pleasing pains we prove When we first approach Love's fire!Pains of love be sweeter far Than all other pleasures are. (6)
5. I faint, I perish with my love! I grow Frail as a cloud whose splendours pale Under the evening's ever-changing glow: And like a wave under the calm I fail I die like mist upon the gale, (7)
6. She was too kind, wooed too persistently,Wrote moving letters to me day by day; The more she wrote, the more unmoved was I, The more she gave, the less could I repay.Therefore I grieve, not that I was not loved,But that, being loved, I could not love again. (6)
7. I will confess With cheerfulness,Love is a thing so likes me That, let her lay On me all day, I'll kiss the hand that strikes me. I will not, I,Now blubb'ring cry,It, ah! too late repents me That I did fall To love at all-- Since love so much contents me. (7)
9. Birds' love and birds' song Flying here and there,Birds' song and birds' love And you with gold for hair!Birds' song and birds' love Passing with the weather, Men's song and men's love,To love once and forever. (8)
14. I saw thee on thy bridal day-When a burning blush came o'er thee Though happiness around thee lay,The world all love before thee: And in thine eye a kindling light Whatever it might be Was all on Earth my aching sight Of Loveliness could see. (3)
16. All thoughts, all passions, all delights Whatever stirs this mortal frame,All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. (9)
17. The rose is a rose, And was always a rose But now the theory goes.That the apple a rose, The plum, I suppose.The dear only knows What will next prove a rose.You, of course, are a rose--But were always a rose. (5)
18. THE ring, so worn as you behold,So thin, so pale, is yet of gold: The passion such it was to prove-- Worn with life's care, love yet was love. (6)

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2. Young Love lies sleeping In May-time of the year,Among the lilies Lapped in the tender light:,White lambs come grazing,White doves come building there: And round about him The May-bushes are white. (8)
3. My love, we will go, we will go, I and you,And away in the woods we will scatter the dew;And the salmon behold, and the ousel too,My love, we will hear, I and you, we will hear,The calling afar of the doe and the deer.And the bird in the branches will cry for us clear,And the cuckoo unseen in his festival mood;And death, oh my fair one, will never come near In the bosom afar of the fragrant wood. (5)
4. I said to Love,Thou art not young, thou art not fair, No faery darts, no cherub air, Nor swan, nor dove Are thine; but features pitiless, And iron daggers of distress I said to Love. (5)
6. Oh my luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June: Oh my luve is like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. (5)
8. WHEN, Coelia, must my old day set And my young morning rise In beams of joy so bright as yet Ne'er bless'd a lover's eyes? My state is more advanced than when I first attempted thee: I sued to be a servant then,But now to be made free. (6)
10. Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powre Perforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre Doest tyrannize in everie weaker part, Faine would I seeke to ease my bitter smart By any service I might do to thee, Or ought that else might to thee pleasing bee (7)
11. Believing hearts are gardens too,Where once, by nature, nothing grewFor grace has sown its seeds;But thorns and worthless weeds. (6)
12. Love and harmony combine,And round our souls entwine While thy branches mix with mine,And our roots together join. (5)
13. CUPID, ere depriv'd of Sight, Young and apt for all Delight, Met with Folly on the way, As Idle and as fond of Play. Cupid's Wings now useless made, That a staff, his Feet must guide,Which wou'd still be apt to slide; This Decree at last was read, That Love by Folly shou'd be lead. (5)
15. You love the roses - so do I. I wish The sky would rain down roses, as they rain From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?Then all the valley would be pink and white And soft to tread on. They would fall as light As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be Like sleeping and like waking, all at once! (5)