Love poems
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To A Baby Born Without Limbs
© Kingsley Amis
This is just to show you whose boss around here.
Itll keep you on your toes, so to speak,
Make you put your best foot forward, so to speak,
And give you something to turn your hand to, so to speak.
Gertrude
© Madison Julius Cawein
When first I gazed on GERTRUDE'S face,
Beheld her loveliness and grace;
The Black Shawl
© Alexander Pushkin
As of senses bereft, at a black shawl I stare,
And my chill heart is tortured with deadly despair.
The Lady, the Knight, and the Friar
© Thomas Love Peacock
O cavalier! what dost thou here,
Thy tuneful vigils keeping;
While the northern star looks cold from far
And half the world is sleeping?
A Legend Of The Lily
© Madison Julius Cawein
Pale as a star that shines through rain
Her face was seen at the window-pane,
Her sad, frail face that watched in vain.
Babette's Love
© William Schwenck Gilbert
BABETTE she was a fisher gal,
With jupon striped and cap in crimps.
She passed her days inside the Halle,
Or catching little nimble shrimps.
Yet she was sweet as flowers in May,
With no professional bouquet.
The Maid Vor My Bride
© William Barnes
Ah! don't tell o' maïdens! the woone vor my bride
Is little lik' too many maïdens bezide,--
Not brantèn, nor spitevul, nor wild; she've a mind
To think o' what's right, an' a heart to be kind.
In Ambush
© Paul Hamilton Hayne
THE crescent moon, with pallid glow,
Swept backward like a bended bow:
Across, a shaft of phantom light
Thrilled, like an arrow winged for flight.
Fair Emily Ov Yarrow Mill
© William Barnes
Dear Yarrowham, 'twer many miles
Vrom thy green meäds that, in my walk,
Elegy IV
© Rainer Maria Rilke
O trees of life, oh, what when winter comes?
We are not of one mind. Are not like birds
Pyramus and Thisbe
© John Donne
Two, by themselves, each other, love and fear,
Slain, cruel friends, by parting have join'd here.
Flesh And Spirit
© William Baylebridge
No! 'twas the questing dream that first achieved her-
More sensed for knowing no material part,
The Exiles' Line
© Rudyard Kipling
Twelve knots an hour, be they more or less -
Oh slothful mother of much idleness,
Whom neither rivals spur nor contracts speed!
Nay, bear us gently! Wherefore need we press?
Man's Civil War
© Robert Southwell
MY hovering thoughts would fly to heaven
And quiet nestle in the sky,
Fain would my ship in Virtue's shore
Without remove at anchor lie.
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 05 - part 01
© Torquato Tasso
THE ARGUMENT.
Gernando scorns Rinaldo should aspire
Self
© Madison Julius Cawein
A Sufi debauchee of dreams
Spake this:--From Sodomite to Peri
Earth tablets us; we live and are
Man's own long commentary.
Just a Love Letter
© Henry Cuyler Bunner
NEW YORK, July 20, 1883.
DEAR GIRL:
The town goes on as though
It thought you still were in it;
Stanzas Written In Passing The Ambracian Gulf
© George Gordon Byron
Through cloudless skies, in silvery sheen,
Full beams the moon on Actium's coast:
And on these waves for Egypt's queen,
The ancient world was won and lost.
