Love poems
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Lines Written On Leaving Belvoir Castle In 1842
© Frances Anne Kemble
Farewell, fair castle! on thy lordly hill
Firm be thy seat and proud thy station still,
The Home of My Heart
© Francis William Bourdillon
Not here in the populous town,
In the playhouse or mart,
Not here in the ways gray and brown,
Bnt afar on the green-swelling down,
Is the home of my heart.
The Childs Dream
© Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
Buried in childhoods cloudless dreams, a fair-haired nursling lay,
A soft smile hovered round the lips as if still oped to pray;
And then a vision came to him, of beauty, strange and mild,
Such as may only fill the dreams of a pure sinless child.
The Sheperd Boy
© Letitia Elizabeth Landon
LIKE some vision olden
Of far other time,
When the age was golden,
In the young world's prime
An Elementary School Classroom in a Slum
© Stephen Spender
Far far from gusty waves these children's faces.
Like rootless weeds, the hair torn around their pallor.
Insects In Summer
© James Thomson
Waked by his warmer ray, the reptile young
Came wing'd abroad; by the light air upborne
Lighter, and full of soul. From every chink
And secret corner, where they slept away
The Poet and his Song
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
A SONG is but a little thing,
And yet what joy it is to sing!
Love Faithful In The Absence Of The Beloved
© William Cowper
In vain ye woo me to your harmless joys,
Ye pleasant bowers, remote from strife and noise;
Your shades, the witnesses of many a vow,
Breathed forth in happier days, are irksome now;
Denied that smile 'twas once my heaven to see,
Such scenes, such pleasures, are all past with me.
The Exorcists
© John Newton
Then the apostle wonders wrought,
And healed the sick, in Jesus' name;
The sons of Sceva vainly thought
That they had pow'r to do the fame.
Venus's Looking-Glass
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
I marked where lovely Venus and her court
With song and dance and merry laugh went by;
Lovers
© Robert Laurence Binyon
Stars beyond number or imagination
Silent in the sky;
Shadowy valleys and dark woods over them,
Still, without a sigh;
O Night O Trembling Night
© Stephen Spender
O night O trembling night O night of sighs
O night when my body was a rod O night
When my mouth was a vague animal cry
Pasturing on her flesh O night
When the close darkness was a nest
Made of her hair and filled with my eyes
The Two Armies
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
As Life's unending column pours,
Two marshalled hosts are seen,
Two armies on the trampled shores
That Death flows black between.
The Watchers
© Arlo Bates
WE must be nobler for our dead, be sure,
Than for the quick. We might their living eyes
A Couplet, Written In A Volume Of Poems Presented By Mr. Coleridge To Dr. A.
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
To meet, to know, to love--and then to part,
Is the sad tale of many a human heart.
Hepaticas
© Madison Julius Cawein
In the frail hepaticas,-
That the early Springtide tossed,
Sapphire-like, along the ways
Of the woodlands that she crossed,-
I behold, with other eyes,
Footprints of a dream that flies.
A Wedding March
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Clash your cymbals, maids, to--day.
Chaunt the praise of Cynthia.
You, her virgins, yokeless, free,
Young Time's choice, his brides--to--be.
The Letter of Cupid
© Thomas Hoccleve
Hir wordes spoken been so sighingly
And with so pitous cheere and contenance,
That every wight that meeneth trewely
Deemeth that they in herte han swich greuance.
They sayn so importable is hir penance
My Light Thou Art
© John Wilmot
My light thou art, without thy glorious sight
My eyes are darkened with eternal night;
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.
