Till the seas run dry my dear, and the rocks melt with the sun, i will love thee still my dear, while the sands of time shall run
-Robert Burns-

In peace, love tunes the Sheperd's reed. In was, it mounts the warriors steed. In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove and men below and saints above. For love is heaven and heaven is love
-Sir Walter Scott-