Love poems
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Reminiscence
© Padraic Colum
Recalling long ago. And she will hop
The inches of her crib, this narrow shop,
When you step in to be her customer:
A bird of little worth, a sparrow, say,
Whose crib's in such neglected passageway
That one's left wondering who brings crumbs to her.
The Garden Of Death
© Lord Alfred Douglas
There is an isle in an unfurrowed sea
That I wot of, whereon the whole year round
Song. "Where dost thou bide"
© Amelia Opie
WHERE dost thou bide, blessed soul of my love!
Is ether thy dwelling, O whisper me where!
Rapt in remembrance, while lonely I rove,
I gaze on bright clouds, and I fancy thee there.
St. Peter's Day
© John Keble
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved,
Watch by Thine own forgiven friend;
In sharpest perils faithful proved,
Let his soul love Thee to the end.
The Higher Kinship
© William Wilfred Campbell
Life is too grim with anxious, eating care
To cherish what is best. Our souls are scarred
Rosabella - Purity Of Heart
© George Moses Horton
Though with an angel's tongue
I set on fire the congregations all,
'Tis but a brazen bell that I have rung,
And I to nothing fall;
My theme is but an idle air
If Rosabella is not there,
A Poets Eightieth Birthday
© Alfred Austin
``He dieth young whom the Gods love,'' was said
By Greek Menander; nor alone by One
The Hint Fm French
© Thomas Parnell
How nicely fair Phillis you manage yr slave
You neither reproach nor approve him
The Season
© Ada Cambridge
And must I wear a silken life,
Hemmed in by city walls?
And must I give my garden up
For theatres and balls?
Elegy VII. Anno Aetates Undevigesimo (Translated From Milton)
© William Cowper
As yet a stranger to the gentle fires
That Amathusia's smiling Queen inspires,
Joys of Spring
© Kristijonas Donelaitis
The climbing sun again was wakening the world
And laughing at the wreck of frigid winter's trade.
Your Flaw
© Karl Kraus
That flaw of yours, that vent - I love it, dear;
its part of you
and ranks with me among your finest features.
When I find out that others have it too,
I look for it and almost see you near
and love all similarly wanting creatures.
Song For A Summer's Day
© Sylvia Plath
Through fen and farmland walking
With my own country love
I saw slow flocked cows move
White hulks on their day's cruising;
Sweet grass sprang for their grazing.
September
© Edgar Albert Guest
SEPTEMBER with her brushes dipped in dazzling red and gold
Now comes to paint the valleys and the hills;
On a Fan of the Author's Design
© Alexander Pope
Come gentle Air! th' AEolian shepherd said,
While Procris panted in the secret shade:
But One
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
The year has but one June, dear friend;
The year has but one June;
And when that perfect month doth end,
The robin's song, though loud, though long,
The Leper
© John Newton
Oft as the leper's case I read,
My own described I feel;
Sin is a leprosy indeed,
Which none but Christ can heal.
