Love with three arrows conquered Three World's, Still two of the arrows remained: Very cruel is Nature to slay the love-lorn, Surrendering those to her two eyes!
"Vidyapati Bangiya Padabali Songs of the love of Radha and Krishna"
Vidyapati Thakura
Wolves wouldn't 'a' tackled a bear that way-unless it was a great big crowd o' wolves an' one lone, lorn, small bear.
"Grenfell: Knight-Errant of the North"
Fullerton Waldo
Three or four of them occasioned much merriment, for they were written by love-lorn swains whom the cruel hand of war had torn from their sweethearts.
"Raiding with Morgan"
Byron A. Dunn