3.  LOVE IS THE SUN OF LIFE.—­Most beautiful in morning and evening, but warmest and steadiest at noon.  It is the sun of the soul.  Life without love is worse than death; a world without a sun.  The love which does not lead to labor will soon die out, and the thankfulness which does not embody itself in sacrifices is already changing to gratitude.  Love is not ripened in one day, nor in many, nor even in a human lifetime.  It is the oneness of soul with soul in appreciation and perfect trust.  To be blessed it must rest in that faith in the Divine which underlies every other motion.  To be true, it must be eternal as God himself.

4.  LOVE IS DEPENDENT.—­Remember that love is dependent upon forms; courtesy of etiquette guards and protects courtesy of heart.  How many hearts have been lost irrevocably, and how many averted eyes and cold looks have been gained from what seemed, perhaps, but a trifling negligence of forms.

[Illustration:  AGE COUNSELING YOUTH.]

5.  RADICAL DIFFERENCES.—­Men and women should not be judged by the same rules.  There are many radical differences in their affectional natures.  Man is the creature of interest and ambition.  His nature leads him forth into the struggle and bustle of the world.  Love is but the embellishment of his early life, or a song piped in the intervals of the acts.  He seeks for fame, for fortune, for space in the world’s thoughts, and dominion over his fellow-men.  But a woman’s whole life is a history of the affections.  The heart is her world; it is there her ambition strives for empire; it is there her ambition seeks for hidden treasures.  She sends forth her sympathies on adventure; she embarks her whole soul in the traffic of affection; and if shipwrecked her case is hopeless, for it is bankruptcy of the heart.

6.  WOMAN’S LOVE.—­Woman’s love is stronger than death; it rises superior to adversity, and towers in sublime beauty above the niggardly selfishness of the world.  Misfortune cannot suppress it; enmity cannot alienate it; temptation cannot enslave it.  It is the guardian angel of the nursery and the sick bed; it gives an affectionate concord to the partnership of life and interest, circumstances cannot modify it; it ever remains the same to sweeten existence, to purify the cup of life, on the rugged pathway to the grave, and melt to moral pliability the brittle nature of man.  It is the ministering spirit of home, hovering in soothing caresses over the cradle, and the death-bed of the household, and filling up the urn of all its sacred memories.

7.  A LADY’S COMPLEXION.—­He who loves a lady’s complexion, form and features, loves not her true self, but her soul’s old clothes.  The love that has nothing but beauty to sustain it, soon withers and dies.  The love that is fed with presents always requires feeding.  Love, and love only, is the loan for love.  Love is of the nature of a burning glass, which, kept still in one place, fireth; changed often, it doth nothing.  The purest joy we can experience in one we love, is to see that person a source of happiness to others.  When you are with the person loved, you have no sense of being bored.  This humble and trivial circumstance is the great test—­the only sure and abiding test of love.