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36 Cards in this Set
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true love |
> Ann Bradstreet, To My Dear and Loving Husband: if ever two were one than surely we > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: This holy shrine..gentle sin..My lips, two blushing pilgrims > Oscar Wilde, the Nightingale and The Rose: Love is a wonderful thing...It may not be purchased of the merchants, nor can it be weighed out in the balance for gold. |
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meetings, love at first sight |
> John Keats: La belle Dame sans merci: I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful—a faery’s child, > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night > Henry Fielding, Tom Jones: The heart of Mr Jones was entirely taken, and the fair conqueror enjoyed the usual fruits of victory |
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conventional/courtship |
> Edmund spencer, My love is like to ice and i to fire: How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolved through my so hot desire > Shakespeare, As You like it: There is a man haunts the forest... carving “Rosalind” on their bark.. he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him > Jane Austen, Persuasion: (Captain Wentworth) You pierce my soul, i am half agony, half hope |
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spiritual connection/divine love |
> Christopher Marlowe, The passionate shepherd to his love: a kirtle,Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: This holy shrine..gentle sin..My lips, two blushing pilgrims > Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind.. as my own being |
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marital love |
> Lord Tennyson, Marriage morning: A love that never tires... over the thorns and briars, over the meadows and stiles, over the world to the end of it > Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest: Lady Bracknell: [long engagements] give people the opportunity of finding out each other's character before marriage > Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's tale: 20 angels... 20 veiled daughters...it's mothers not fathers who give away their daughters now |
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unrequited love |
> Edmund Spencer, My love is like to ice and i to fire: What more miraculous thing may be told,That fire, which all things melts, should harden ice > Shakespeare, Twelfth Night: O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first.. That instant was I turned into a hart, And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds, > ELizabeth Gaskell, North and South: while he looked upon her with an admiration he could not repress, she looked at him with proud indifference |
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naivety and love |
> Christopher Marlowe, The passionate Shepherd to his love: And we will sit upon the Rocks, Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: Did my heart love till now.. for i never saw true beauty till this now > Charles Dickens, Great expectations: Shining deeds of the young Knight... marry the princess... rich attractive mystery of which i was the hero |
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pastoral/ idealistic portrayal of love |
> Christopher Marlowe, The passionate Shepherd to his love: And we will sit upon the Rocks, Seeing the Shepherds feed their flocks, > Shakespeare, As you like it: "Arden" forest setting is pastoral and idealistic > Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: my love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods.. my love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath |
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passion, lust |
> Andrew Marvell, To his coy mistress: Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: love is a fire burning in your lover’s eyes > Ian McEwan, Enduring love: God's sensuous creation unfolding in a scorching sense of touch (Jed's letter to Joe) |
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sacrificial love |
> Christina Rossetti, Remember: Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: Juliet: Deny thy father and refuse thy name or... i'll no longer be a capulet > Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose: Death is a great price to pay for a red rose |
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partings, separation, death |
> W.H Auden, Funeral blues:
> Shakespeare, Romeo and Julie: banishment? Be merciful, say 'death > Anton Chekhov, The lady with the dog: We are parting forever – it must be so, for we ought never to have met. [Anna Sergeyevna] |
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eternal love |
> Elizabeth Barret Browning, How do i love thee: if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death >Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: happy dagger,This is thy sheath. There rust and let me die. > Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath |
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familial love |
> Elizabeth Jennings: my father and my mother Whose fire from which I came, has now grown cold? > Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South: her son was the principal, the sole object,—her son, her pride, her property. |
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unconventional love, critical of society |
>Shakespeare, Sonnet 130: the breath that from my mistress reeks... I think my love as rare
> Oscar Wilde, The importance of being Earnest: I don't care two pence about social possibilities
> Margaret Atwood, The handmaid's tale: this way they're protected, they can fulfill their biological destinies in peace |
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incompatibility in love |
> Edmund Spencer, My love is like to ice and I to fire: Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold
> Shakespeare, Twelfth Night: [Malvolio] There is example for't; The lady of the Strachy married the yeoman of the wardrobe > Elizabeth Gaskell, North and south: she seemed to assume some kind of rule over him at once.. a more proud and disagreeable girl |
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gender norms and roles in love |
> Christina Rossestti, The goblin Market: "We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits" > Henrik Ibsen, A doll's House: Nora: I have existed merely to play tricks for you Helmer: ..You would neglect your most sacred duties... to your husband and children > Elizabeth Gaskell, North and south How could one so pure have stooped from her decorous and noble manner of bearing! |
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social class and love |
> Shakespeare, Twelfth Night: [Malvolio] There is example for't; The lady of the Strachy married the yeoman of the wardrobe. > Elizabeth gaskell, North and south: Take care you don't get caught by a penniless girl John |
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impermanence of love and beauty |
Sir Walter Ralegh, The Nymphs Reply to the Shepherd: Rivers rage and rocks grow cold...the flowers do fade > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: [Romeo] Did my heart love till now? > Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: My love for linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it |
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superficial love |
Sir Walter Ralegh, The Nymphs reply to the Shepherd: Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds,The Coral clasps and amber studs... come to thee and be thy love.
> Oscar wilde, The importance of being earnest: my ideal has always been to love some one of the name of Ernest
> Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the rose: Only a Student. Why, I don’t believe you have even got silver buckles to your shoes as the Chamberlain’s nephew has |
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Miscommunication or lack of communication |
> Elizabeth Jennings, One flesh: They hardly ever touch, Or if they do, it is like a confession Of having little feeling - or too much
> Shakespeare, Othello: communication break down between othello and Desdemona leads to her fate
> Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: He had listened to he heard catherine say it would degrade her to marry him and then he stayed to hear no further |
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manipulation |
> Christopher Marlow, The passionate shepherd to his love: Come live with me and be my love x2... then live with me and be my love
> Shakespeare, Othello: [Iago] After some time, to abuse Othello's ear
> Charles Dickens, great expectations: Break their hearts my pride and hope, break their hearts and have no mercy
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obsession |
> Robert Browning, Porphyria's lover: That moment she was mine, mine, fair, Perfectly pure and good:
> Shakespeare, Othello: Her name, that was as fresh as Dian's visage, is now begrimed and black as mine own face.
> Charles Dickens, Great expectations: Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself |
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deception |
> Sir Walter Ralegh, The Nymphs reply to the shepherd: A honey tongue, a heart of gall,Is fancy’s spring, but sorrow’s fall
> Aphra Behn, The Rover: [all wear masks and costumes]
> Charles Dickens, Great expectations: If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces
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illicit love |
> Christina Rossetti, Goblin Market: Do you not remember Jeanie...Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Plucked from bowers
> romeo and Juliet: [Juliet] Deny thy father and refuse thy name
> Anton Chekhov, The lady with the dog: they could only meet in secret, hiding themselves from people like thieves! |
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tragic love |
> Robert Browning, Porphyria's lover: all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around, And strangled her. > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: The fearful passage of their death-marked love > Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose: Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, |
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love as suffering, disease |
> John Keats, La belle dame sans merci: I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever-dew
> Shakespeare, Twelfth Night: [Olivia] so quickly may one catch the plague? > Charles Dickens, Great expectations: loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement |
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sexual desires, lust, lewdness |
>Christina Rossetti, The goblin Market:
> Shakespeare, Othello: [Emilia] And pour our treasures into foreign laps > Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's tale: Angels and their drained white brides, momentous grunts and sweating, damp furry encounters |
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jealousy |
> Robert Browning, My Last Duchess:
> Shakespeare, Othello: [Iago] ...jealousy! It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock The meat it feeds on > Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights: you have no right to object. I am not your husband: you needn't be jealous of me! |
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homosexual love
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> W.H Auden, Funeral blues: He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest > Shakespeare, Twelfth night: my desire more sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth > E.M Forster, Maurice: Their love scene drew out, having the inestimable gain of a new language. No tradition overawed them. |
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Memories of love |
> Christina, Rossetti, Remember: Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; > Tennessee Williams, A Street car named desire: When I was a very young girl. When I was 16, I made the discovery-- love > Anton checkhov, The lady with the dog:
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chastity, purity, virginal |
> Andrew Marvell, To his coy mistress: Then worms shall try that longed preserved virginity > Shakespeare, Othello: [Iago] an old black ram is tupping your white ewe > Thomas Hardy, Tess of the D'urbervilles: beautiful feminine tissue, sensitive as gossamer, and practically blank as snow |
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To His Coy mistress |
1. Then worms shall try that longed preserved virginity 2. and your quaint honour turned to dust 3. Times winged chariot hurrying near 4. let us sport while we may |
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love as a fantasy |
> John Keats, La belle dame sans merci: i met a lady in the meads,Full beautiful – a faery's child > Henrik Ibsen, Doll house: Helmer: i am pretending we are secretly in love, secretly engaged and nobody suspects there is anything between us > Charles Dickens, Great expectations: doall the shining deeds of theyoung Knight of romance, and marry the Princess |
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fate and destiny OR Time and love
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> Sir Walter Ralegh, The Nymph's reply to the shepherd: rivers rage and rocks grow cold..flowers do fade > Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet: From forth the fatal loins of these two foes a pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life > Anton Chekhov, The lady with the dog: It's a good thing I am going away," ..."It's the finger of destiny!" |
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Women/love/courtship as a game |
> Robert Browning, Life in a Love: Escape me? Never- Beloved! ..the chase > Henrik Ibsen, A doll's House: Nora: I have existed merely to play tricks for you > William Thackeray Vanity Fair: [Talking about Amelia] there's no fun in winning a thing unless you play for it. |
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bestial emotions/ animal drive |
> Carol Anne Duffy, Medusa: My thoughts hissed and spat > Tennessee Williams, A street car named Desire: (Stanley) richly feathered male bird among hens... [Blanche] --sub-human--... ape-like... survivor of the stone age .. grunt and kiss you > Bram Stoker, Dracula: high aquiline noses.. the fair girl advanced.. |