Andrea Hill
More beautiful than roses
Much deeper than the seas
Stronger than a hurricane
But timid like a breeze
Real as in a picture
But yet it can't be seen
More beautiful than anything
As vivid as a dream
Precious as rare jewels
A bond between two hearts
A symphony of feelings
When time is spent apart
Sharing common interests
Working through all fears
Looking at yourself
As if two were in the mirror
Finding common ground
On issues not agreed
Giving into arguments
Tending all your needs
Being there for always
Is all I want to do
Holding you forever
Because our love is true
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Ogden Nash (1902-1971)
To keep your marriage
brimming,
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you're wrong admit it;
Whenever you're right shut up.
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Author Unknown
I cannot promise you a life of sunshine;
I cannot promise riches, wealth, or gold;
I cannot promise you an easy pathway
That leads away from change or growing old.
But I can promise all my heart's devotion;
A smile to chase away your tears of sorrow;
A love that's ever true and ever growing;
A hand to hold in yours through each tomorrow.
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Roy Croft
I love you,
Not only for what you are,
But for what I am when I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what you have made of yourself,
But for what you are making of me.
I love you for
the part of me that you bring out;
I love you for
putting your hand into my heaped-up heart
And passing over all the foolish, weak things
that you can't help dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out into the light
All the beautiful belongings
that no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.
I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern, but a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.
I love you because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good,
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it by being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
being a friend means, after all.
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Our
love is something we have built
From passions, hopes and dreams.
It's safe from any passing moods,
Secure from all extremes.
It's something real and special,
Something solid, something pure.
It's something we can always count on,
ringing sound and sure.
It's something grounded in the heart,
Emitting confidence.
It lives in our emotions;
It is something we can sense.
Our love remains a binding force,
Resistant to all strife.
Amidst the outer pressures,
it's our anchor throughout life.
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Pam Ayres
Yes, I'll marry you, my dear,
And here's the reason why;
So I can push you out of bed
When the baby starts to cry,
And if we hear a knocking
And it's creepy and it's late,
I hand you the torch you see,
And you investigate.
Yes I'll marry you, my dear,
You may not apprehend it,
But when the tumble-drier goes
It's you that has to mend it,
You have to face the neighbour
Should our labrador attack him,
And if a drunkard fondles me
It's you that has to whack him.
Yes, I'll marry you,
You're virile and you're lean,
My house is like a pigsty
You can help to keep it clean.
That sexy little dinner
Which you served by candlelight,
As I do chipolatas,
You can cook it every night!
It's you who has to work the drill
and put up curtain track,
And when I've got PMT it's you who gets the flak,
I do see great advantages,
But none of them for you,
And so before you see the light,
I do, I do, I do!
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Eileen Rafter
The sun danced on the snow with a sparkling smile,
As two lovers sat quietly, alone for a while.
Then he turned and said, with a casual air
(Though he blushed from his chin to the tips of his
hair),
"I think I might like to get married to you"
"Well then, she said, "Well there's a thought,
But what if we can't promise to be all that we ought,
If I'm late yet again, when we plan to go out.
For I know I can't promise, I'll learn to ignore
Dirty socks and damp towels strewn all over the floor.
So if we can't vow to be all that we should
I'm not sure what to do, though the idea's quite good".
But he gently smiled and tilted his head
Till his lips met her ear and softly he said
"I promise, to weave my dreams into your own,
That wherever you breathe will be my hearts home.
I promise, that whether with rags or with gold I am
blessed
Your smile is the jewel I will treasure the best.
Do you think then, my love, we should marry - do you?"
"Yes" she said smiling "I do".
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Have you ever just met a person
Who made your head turn
Have you ever met a person
Who made your heart burn
Have you ever met a person
That let you be you
Have you ever met a person
That made you feel love true Have you ever met a person
Who touched you so deep
Have you ever met a person
Without whom you could not sleep
Have you ever met a person
that brightened your life
Have you ever met a person
That made you want to be a wife
Have you ever met a person
Whose eyes promise you'll never feel blue
I know you have
Because that person is you.
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On Your
Wedding Day
Author
Unknown
Today is a day you will always remember
The greatest in anyone's life
You'll start off the day just two people in love
And end it as Husband and Wife
It's a brand new beginning the start of a journey
With moments to cherish and treasure
And although there'll be times when you both disagree
These will surely be outweighed by pleasure
You'll have heard many words of advice in the past
When the secrets of marriage were spoken
But you know that the answers lie hidden inside
Where the bond of true love lies unbroken
So live happy forever as lovers and friends
It's the dawn of a new life for you
As you stand there together with love in your eyes
From the moment you whisper 'I do'
And with luck, all your hopes, and your dreams can be
real
May success find it's way to your hearts
Tomorrow can bring you the greatest of joys
But today is the day it all starts.
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Dorothy R. Colgan
I promise to give you the best of myself
and to ask of you no more than you can give.
I promise to respect you as your own person
and to realise that your interests, desires and needs
are no less important than my own.
I promise to share with you my time and my attention
and to bring joy, strength and imagination to our
relationship.
I promise to keep myself open to you,
to let you see through the window of my world into my
innermost fears
and feelings, secrets and dreams.
I promise to grow along with you,
to be willing to face changes in order to keep our
relationship alive and exciting.
I promise to love you in
good times and in bad,
with all I have to give and all I feel inside in the
only way I know how.
Completely and forever.
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Jane Wells (1886)
Let
your love be stronger than your hate or anger.
Learn the wisdom of compromise, for it is better to bend a little than to
break.
Believe the best rather than the worst.
People have a way of living up or down to your opinion of them.
Remember that true friendship is the basis for any lasting relationship.
The person you choose to marry is deserving of the courtesies
and kindnesses you bestow on your friends.
Please hand this down to your children and your children's children.
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William Penn
(1644-1718)
Never marry but for love; but see that thou lovest what is lovely. He that
minds a body and not a soul has not the better part of that relationship,
and will consequently lack the noblest comfort of a married life.
Between a man and his wife nothing ought to rule but love. As love ought
to bring them together, so it is the best way to keep them well together.
A husband and wife that love one another show their children that they
should do so too. Others visibly lose their authority in their families by
their contempt of one another, and teach their children to be unnatural by
their own examples.
Let not enjoyment lessen, but augment, affection; it being the basest of
passions to like when we have not, what we slight when we possess.
Here it is we ought to search out our pleasure, where the field is large
and full of variety, and of an enduring nature; sickness, poverty or
disgrace being not able to shake it because it is not under the moving
influences of worldly contingencies.
Nothing can be more entire and without reserve; nothing more zealous,
affectionate and sincere; nothing more contented than such a couple, nor
greater temporal felicity than to be one of them.
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Wilferd Arlan
Peterson
Happiness
in marriage is not something that just happens.
A good marriage must be created.
In marriage the little things are the big things.
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say "I love you" at least once a day.
It is never going to sleep angry.
It is at no time taking the other for granted; the courtship should not
end with the honeymoon, it should continue through all the years.
It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
It is standing together facing the world.
It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family.
It is doing things for each other, not in the attitude of duty or
sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy.
It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating gratitude in
thoughtful ways.
It is not looking for perfection in each other.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience, understanding and a sense of
humour.
It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow.
It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.
It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and the obligation is reciprocal.
It is not only marrying the right partner, it is being the right partner.
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Author Unknown
Now you will feel no rain,
For each of you will be shelter to the other.
Now you will feel no cold,
For each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there is no more loneliness for you,
For each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two bodies,
But there is only one life before you.
Go now to your dwelling place,
To enter into the days of your togetherness.
And may your days be good and long upon the earth.
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Author Unknown
May the sun bring you new
energy by day,
May the moon softly restore you by night,
May the rain wash away your worries
And the breeze blow new strength into your being,
And all of the days of your life may you walk
Gently through the world and know its beauty.
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Author Unknown
You
are my husband [wife]
My feet shall run because of you
My feet dance because of you
My heart shall beat because of you
My eyes see because of you
My mind thinks because of you
And I shall love because of you.
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Anne Morrow
Lindbergh (b.1906)
When you love someone, you do not love them all the
time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an
impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly
what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of
life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and
resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on
permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible,
in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom, in the sense
that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in
the same pattern.
The only real security is not in owning or possessing,
not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a
relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor
forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the
present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be
like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within
their limits - islands, surrounded and interrupted by the sea, and
continually visited and abandoned by the tides.
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Edmund O'Neill
(b.1929)
Marriage is a commitment to life, the best that two people can find and
bring out in each other. It offers opportunities for sharing and growth
that no other relationship can equal. It is a physical and an emotional
joining that is promised for a lifetime.
Within the circle of its love, marriage encompasses all
of life's most important relationships. A wife and a husband are each
other's best friend, confidant, lover, teacher, listener, and critic. And
there may come times when one partner is heartbroken or ailing, and the
love of the other may resemble the tender caring of a parent for a child.
Marriage deepens and enriches every facet of life.
Happiness is fuller, memories are fresher, commitment is stronger, even
anger is felt more strongly, and passes away more quickly.
Marriage understands and forgives the mistakes life is
unable to avoid. It encourages and nurtures new life, new experiences, and
new ways of expressing a love that is deeper than life.
When two people pledge their love and care for each
other in marriage, they create a spirit unique unto themselves which binds
them closer than any spoken or written words. Marriage is a promise, a
potential made in the hearts of two people who love each other and takes a
lifetime to fulfill.
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Thomas à Kempis
(1379-1471)
Love is a
great thing, yea, a great and thorough good. By itself it makes that is
heavy light; and it bears evenly all that is uneven.
It carries a burden which is no burden; it will not be kept back by
anything low and mean; it desires to be free from all wordly affections,
and not to be entangled by any outward prosperity, or by any adversity
subdued.
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble, attempts what is above
its strength, pleads no excuse of impossibility. It is therefore able to
undertake all things, and it completes many things, and warrants them to
take effect, where he who does not love would faint and lie down.
Though weary, it is not tired; though pressed it is not straitened; though
alarmed, it is not confounded; but as a living flame it forces itself
upwards and securely passes through all.
Love is active and sincere, courageous, patient, faithful, prudent and
manly.
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Louis de
Bernieres
Love is a temporary
madness,
it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness,
it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any fool can do.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Those that truly love, have roots that grow towards each other
underground,
and when all the pretty blossom have fallen from their branches,
they find that they are one tree and not two.
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May
the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May God be with you and
bless you;
May you see your children's children.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings,
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.
May the road rise to meet
you
May the wind be always at your back
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home
And may the hand of a friend always be near.
May green be the grass
you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.
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Love has no other desire
but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of
loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song
of praise on your lips.
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Anne Morrow
Lindbergh (b.1906)
One recognizes the truth of Saint Exupery's line: Love does
not consist in gazing at each other. But in looking outward together in
the same direction. For in fact, man and woman are not only looking
outward in the same direction, they are working outward. Here one forms
ties, roots, a firm base....Here one makes oneself part of the community
of men, of human society. Here the bonds of marriage are formed. For
marriage, which is always spoken of as a bond, becomes actually, in this
stage, many bonds, many strands, of different texture and strength, making
up a web that is taut and firm. The web is fashioned of love. Yes, but
many kinds of love: romantic love first, then a slow-growing devotion and,
playing through these, a constantly rippling companionship. It is made of
loyalties, and interdependencies, and shared experiences. It is woven of
memories of meetings and conflicts; of triumphs and disappointments. It is
a web of communication, a common language, and the acceptance of lack of
language too, a knowledge of likes and dislikes, of habits and reactions,
both physical and mental. It is a web of instincts and intuitions, and
known and unknown exchanges. The web of marriage is made by propinquity,
in the day to day living side by side, looking outward and working outward
in the same direction. It is woven in space and in time of the substance
of life itself.
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