Love poems
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The Hanging Of The Crane
© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The lights are out, and gone are all the guests
That thronging came with merriment and jests
To celebrate the Hanging of the Crane
In the new house,--into the night are gone;
But still the fire upon the hearth burns on,
And I alone remain.
In Excelsis
© Amy Lowell
You - you -
Your shadow is sunlight on a plate of silver;
Your footsteps, the seeding-place of lilies;
Your hands moving, a chime of bells across a windless air.
A Cavaliers Toast
© Madison Julius Cawein
Some drink to Friendship, some to Love,--
Through whom the world is fair, perdie!--
But I to one these others prove,
Who leaps 'mid lions for a glove,
Or dies to set another free--
I drink to Loyalty.
Anadyomene
© Sara Teasdale
The wide, bright temple of the world I found,
And entered from the dizzy infinite
That I might kneel and worship thee in it;
The Creek of the Four Graves [Late Version]
© Charles Harpur
A settler in the olden times went forth
With four of his most bold and trusted men
The Sleeping Beauty
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
SO has she lain for centuries unguessed,
Her waiting face to waiting heaven turned,
While winds have wooed and ardent suns have burned
And stars have died to sentinel her rest.
The Land Of Love
© Herman Melville
Hail! voyagers, hail!
Whence e'er ye come, where'er ye rove,
No calmer strand,
No sweeter land,
Will e'er ye view, than the Land of Love!
The Sisters
© John Greenleaf Whittier
ANNIE and Rhoda, sisters twain,
Woke in the night to the sound of rain,
Her Muffe
© Richard Lovelace
I.
Twas not for some calm blessing to deceive,
Thou didst thy polish'd hands in shagg'd furs weave;
It were no blessing thus obtain'd;
Thou rather would'st a curse have gain'd,
Then let thy warm driven snow be ever stain'd.
In An Autumn Garden
© Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
TO-NIGHT the air discloses
Souls of a million roses,
And ghosts of hyacinths that died too soon;
From Pan's safe-hidden altar
Dim wraiths of incense falter
In waving spiral, making sweet the moon!
The Task: Book IV. -- The Winter Evening
© William Cowper
Hark! tis the twanging horn oer yonder bridge,
That with its wearisome but needful length
The Dancer
© Edmund Waller
Behold the brand of beauty tossed!
See how the motion does dilate the flame!
A Twilight Song
© Alfred Austin
Why, rapturous bird, though shades of night
Muffle the leaves and swathe the lawn,
Singest thou still with all thy might,
As though 'twere noon, as though 'twere dawn?
Silence darkens on vale and hill,
But thou, unseen, art singing still.
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: LVII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
This was my term of glory. All who know
Something of life will guess untold the end.
In love, one ever kisses for his woe,
One lends his cheek, alas! or seems to lend,
Floobie Doobie Doo
© Sheldon Allan Silverstein
As I walk down to Bishop Street I met a girl who smiled so sweet
Now she was young and pretty too
And on a string she walked with a thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo now what is that it ain't no dog and it ain't no cat
It's not the doll with eyes of blue
I never seen such a thing as thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Olney Hymn 21: Sardis
© William Cowper
"Write to Sardis," saith the Lord,
"And write what He declares,
Go Winter!
© James Whitcomb Riley
Go, Winter! Go thy ways! We want again
The twitter of the bluebird and the wren;
Leaves ever greener growing, and the shine
Of Summer's sun--not thine.--
To The Balliol Men Still In Africa
© Hilaire Belloc
Balliol made me, Balliol fed me,
Whatever I had she gave me again;
And the best of Balliol loved and led me,
God be with you, Balliol men.
Of Beauty and Duty
© Dante Alighieri
TWO ladies to the summit of my mind
Have clomb, to hold an argument of love.
The one has wisdom with her from above,
For every noblest virtue well designed:
