Amour

Perhaps Daisy never went in for amour at all—and yet there's something in that voice of hers….

Jones had mentioned the Fact of his Amour, and of his being the Rival of Blifil, but had cautiously concealed the Name of the young Lady.

The amours of the greater scaup are, if anything, even more varied.

‘Dulce, will you go to the masquerade-ball to night?’ said I to my lesser-half, on a bright evening during the gayest part of the ‘carnival season.’ / ‘No, my amor,’ answered she; ‘I am ill this evening; do n’t go out to-night, but stay by my side, and let your cheering presence save a doctor’s fee.’

Makes you wonder how they were able to see their amours, or their hands...