Then away; come, Hymen, guide To the bed the bashful bride.
"The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2" by Robert Herrick
The blushing bride was led to the hymeneal altar.
"Practical Grammar and Composition" by Thomas Wood
I need not tell you that Beauman is to be the happy deity of the hymeneal sacrifice.
"Alonzo and Melissa" by Daniel Jackson, Jr.
As Hymen sang her parting song, Patsy scanned the sea of faces beyond the bank of juniper which served instead of footlights.
"Seven Miles to Arden" by Ruth Sawyer
As I have previously pointed out, laceration of the hymen does not in general result from masturbation.
"The Sexual Life of the Child" by Albert Moll
I shall toe the scratch if you arrange that I lead the American to the altar of Hymen.
"The Island Mystery" by George A. Birmingham
Da Valos is dressed in armour, and the couple are encircled by Hymen, Victory, and the God of Love.
"The Venetian School of Painting" by Evelyn March Phillipps
Why, it would have taken the hymeneal monarch a whole lifetime to have introduced her to his family in a decorous way.
"Phemie Frost's Experiences" by Ann S. Stephens
Your god is the Hymen of France; what is French domestic life?
"Shirley" by Charlotte Brontë
Oh, hymeneal crowning of tenderness and truth!...
"Aurora the Magnificent" by Gertrude Hall
Three million women, meant to be
The mothers of the race!
But when war reaps on land and sea
Its harvests for Eternity,
Poor Hymen hides his face.
"Discredited" by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
WHAT is the inference? you ask:—I'll tell;—
Live single, if you know you are well;
But if old Hymen o'er your senses reign,
Beware Honestas, or you'll rue the chain.
"Belphegor Addressed To Miss De Chammelay" by Jean de La Fontaine
Love said: "My friends, I mean to spend my leisure
With some young couple, fresh in Hymen's bands;
Or 'mongst relations, who in equal measure
Have had bequeathëd to them house or lands."
"Love, Death, And Reputation" by Charles Lamb
Ah! no….in hopeless love thou canst not pine,
Thou ne'er canst woo the brightest maid in vain;
For thee Love's star midst cloudless skies will shine,
And light thy graceful steps to Hymen's fane:
"Love Elegy, to Henry" by Amelia Opie
Dances were danced to the rhythm of hymens of old,
Swooning and sinking away like unfinished sighs,
And the choral voices of men and women unrolled
With the beating of seas that fall, of billows that rise;
"Crimen Amoris" by Clark Ashton Smith
Thus things were fix'd, for man and wife
T'insure their happiness through life.
Then who'd delay the joys that please,
When two young people love like these?
For Hymen's lamp, no doubt, will burn well;
They're full of love as nut of kernel.
"Reconciliation" by William Hutton