Sweetfulness

Then come, my sweet, I am athirst for thee; / Mine eyelids quiver with the heat of love, / And like the life-devouring hungry sea / I fain would compass with the waves thereof / Thyself, mine eyes’ content; yea, let me press / Upon thy lips one kiss of sweetfulness.

Yes, the alarm of cruel war broke into the sweetfulness of the dreams / Of these / Betrothed and devoted / Lovers!

Even as mean an animal as a skunk will make himself known to the travelling public, but the so-called “life-long democrat” slinks behind a hedge fenced nom de plume and does not rise to the dignity of the aforesaid animal, tho’ we’ll wager our interest in a gold mine that a skunk can discount Life-Long Democrat on truth, beauty and sweetfulness.

Ask a mother who has a boy bursting into the sweetfulness of manhood what estimate she puts upon him. Would she exchange the love and veneration of that young heart for Alice’s and Phœbe’s happiness and the ephemeral reputation these girls have left their friends and generation? Certainly not. Her language would be, should a proposition be made to build her a world and install her perpetual queen, provided her boy’s love and being were blotted out, Never, never!

We have often received a “thousand kisses” at the caudal extremity of a letter, but it requires a painful stretch of imagination to appreciate such luscious sweetfulness.

This charity only increases our joy, for the more we give the more we receive, till our hearts overflow with sweetfulness.

You are not trying General Keneny for the fact that he did not nurse this pure, sweet cherub back to sweetfulness, gentleness and piety.

No words can describe how its hush and its rest and its solace and its sweetfulness hath calmed and soothed the aching brain and fevered pulse and stinging nerve, […]