Love poems

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The Lodge-Room

© Wilcox Ella Wheeler

Don't bring into the lodge-room

Anger, and spite, and pride.

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Abu Midjan

© George MacDonald

"If I sit in the dust
For lauding good wine,
Ha, ha! it is just:
So sits the vine!"

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Prayer of a Soldier's Mother

© Anonymous

O, Mother of Perpetual Help,
To thee I send my plea,
Look down upon my soldier son,
Take care of him for me.

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If I Were A Monk, And If Thou Wert A Nun

© George MacDonald

If I were a monk, and thou wert a nun,
Pacing it wearily, wearily,
Twixt chapel and cell till day were done-
Wearily, wearily-
How would it fare with these hearts of ours
That need the sunshine, and smiles, and flowers?

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Joaquin murietta

© Joaquin Miller



Joaquin Murietta

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The Toadstool

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

THERE 's a thing that grows by the fainting flower,

And springs in the shade of the lady's bower;

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Love In Hades.

© Robert Crawford

I saw Love pass with Charon down
The pale infernal tide,
To visit in the starless town
All who for him had died.

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Down At The Docks

© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay

DOWN at the docks--when the smoke clouds lie,

Wind-ript and red, on an angry sky--

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A Tavern feast

© Thomas Parnell

Gay Bacchus liking B---s wine

A noble meal bespoke

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Little Girl

© Edgar Albert Guest

WHAT'S a book, compared to you,

Little girl?

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To A Friend Who Sent Me A Box Of Violets

© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch

Nay, more than violets

These thoughts of thine, friend!

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Aurora Leigh: Book Sixth

© Elizabeth Barrett Browning


  God! what face is that?
O Romney, O Marian!

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Confession

© Charles Baudelaire

Une fois, une seule, aimable et douce femme,
À mon bras votre bras poli
S'appuya (sur le fond ténébreux de mon âme
Ce souvenir n'est point pâli);

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Melody To A Scene Of Former Times

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

Art thou indeed forever gone,
Forever, ever, lost to me?
Must this poor bosom beat alone,
Or beat at all, if not for thee?

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The Witch's Daughter

© John Greenleaf Whittier

It was the pleasant harvest time,
When cellar-bins are closely stowed,
And garrets bend beneath their load,

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A Harvest Song

© Isabella Valancy Crawford

THE noon was as a crystal bowl
 The red wine mantled through;
Around it like a Viking's beard
 The red-gold hazes blew,
As tho' he quaffed the ruddy draught
 While swift his galley flew.

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Going For The Cows

© Madison Julius Cawein

I.

  The juice-big apples' sullen gold,

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Hymn To Love

© Robert Herrick

I will confess
With cheerfulness,
Love is a thing so likes me,
That, let her lay
On me all day,
I'll kiss the hand that strikes me.

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The Woman Who Came Behind Him In The Crowd

© George MacDonald

Near him she stole, rank after rank;
She feared approach too loud;
She touched his garment's hem, and shrank
Back in the sheltering crowd.

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Palinodia

© Charles Kingsley

Ye mountains, on whose torrent-furrowed slopes,
And bare and silent brows uplift to heaven,
I envied oft the soul which fills your wastes
Of pure and stern sublime, and still expanse
Unbroken by the petty incidents
Of noisy life: Oh hear me once again!