Love poems
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Fragment XV
© James Macpherson
Lamderg! says Firchios son of Aydon,
Gealchossa may be on the hill;
she and her chosen maids pursuing the
flying deer.
New Spring (1831)
© Heinrich Heine
Soft, aloft, the bells do ring,
Gentlest thoughts they sing me.
Ring and sing, my song of spring,
Through the blue sky wing thee
The Knitting Song
© Jessie Pope
Click -- click -- click,
How they dart and flick,
Flashing in the firelight to and fro!
Now for purl and plain,
Round and round again,
Knitting love and luck in every row.
The Conference
© Charles Churchill
Grace said in form, which sceptics must agree,
When they are told that grace was said by me;
Sleep
© Abraham Cowley
In vain, thou drowsy God! I thee invoke;
For thou, who dost from fumes arise
Apparition
© William Ernest Henley
Thin-legged, thin-chested, slight unspeakably,
Neat-footed and weak-fingered: in his face -
Hymn VIII: What Could Your Redeemer Do
© Charles Wesley
What could your Redeemer do
More than he hath done for you?
Sonnet IX: If This Be Love
© Samuel Daniel
If this be love, to draw a weary breath,
Paint on floods, till the shore, cry to th'air,
A Walk In The Shrubbery
© Charlotte Turner Smith
To the Cistus or Rock Rose, a beautiful plant, whose flowers
expand, and fall off twice in twenty-four hours.
Elegy VI
© Henry James Pye
Now has bright Sol fulfill'd his circling course,
Again to Taurus roll'd his burning car,
The Plea Of The Midsummer Fairies
© Thomas Hood
I
'Twas in that mellow season of the year
When the hot sun singes the yellow leaves
Till they be gold,and with a broader sphere
The Two Friends
© Charles Godfrey Leland
I HAVE two friendstwo glorious friendstwo better could not be,
And every night when midnight tolls they meet to laugh with me.
Sabbath, My Love
© Yehudah HaLevi
Six slaves the weekdays are; I share
With them a round of toil and care,
Yet light the burdens seem, I bear
For your sweet sake, Sabbath, my love!
London Types: Bluecoat Boy
© William Ernest Henley
So went our boys when Edward Sixth, the King,
Chartered Christ's Hospital, and died. And so
The Circles
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
Within yon world-wide cirque of war
What's hidden which they fight so for?
