Policemen in khaki uniforms make their patrols, wide-eyed children stare off at the water as their mothers point to the huge ships and lovers stroll hand-in-hand.

Round it ran a promenade out over the water, where once lovers had strolled between acts of the opera, and giving on the promenade were many barnlike doors.

During the gentle rains of spring, lovers stroll hand in hand, and when the sun breaks through, 5-year-olds scamper around the fountain to chase after their toy sailboats.

But with lovers strolling past blazing forsythia blossoms in the parks and spring-intoxicated teen-agers horsing around at the outdoor cafes along Knez Mihailova, it feels as though the war were on the other side of the globe.

When the lovers had finally strolled away he leapt out into the lane, viciously twirling his moustache and riding-crop, and kicking an unquestionably innocent cat who was also out strolling.

In the foreground, two lovers stroll by the banks of the river.

At night, young lovers and families stroll carefree along the romantic waterfront sidewalk.

In a shady nook, beside a brook, two lovers stroll along.

Along the beach, lovers strolled hand in hand, their faces to the rising moon.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and her lover strolled inside.