Love poems
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Kisses
© William Strode
My love and I for kisses play'd,
Shee would keepe stake, I was content,
But when I wonne shee would be paid;
This made mee aske her what she meant.
Pray, since I see (quoth shee) your wrangling vayne,
Take your owne kisses, give me myne againe.
"In Human Closeness There..."
© Anna Akhmatova
In human closeness there is a secret edge,
Nor love nor passion can pass it above,
Let lips with lips be joined in silent rage,
And hearts be burst asunder with the love.
King Solomon and the Ants
© John Greenleaf Whittier
Out from Jerusalem
The king rode with his great
War chiefs and lords of state,
And Sheba's queen with them;
To wait an Houris long
© Emily Dickinson
To wait an Houris long
If Love be just beyond
To wait Eternityis short
If Love reward the end
Autumn.
© Ada Cambridge
So still-so still! Only the endless sighing
Of sad Æolian harp-notes overhead;
Only the soft mass-music for the dying;
Only the requiem for the newly dead!
Can a Maid That Is Well Bred
© Martin Peerson
Can a maid that is well bred,
Hath a blush so lovely red,
Modest looks, wise, mild, discreet,
And a nature passing sweet,
Meeting In The Woods
© Madison Julius Cawein
Through ferns and moss the path wound to
A hollow where the touchmenots
Swung horns of honey filled with dew;
And where--like foot-prints--violets blue
And bluets made sweet sapphire blots,
'Twas there that she had passed he knew.
The Night
© Ada Cambridge
Watchman, what of the night?
See you a streak of light?
Whither, O Captain of the quest,
The course we steer for Port of Rest?
Disillusion
© John Le Gay Brereton
When fires have burnt your forest bare and black,
And you are parched and dizzy, and search in vain
Her Secret
© Thomas Hardy
That love's dull smart distressed my heart
He shrewdly learnt to see,
But that I was in love with a dead man
Never suspected he.
My Heart
© George MacDonald
Night, with her power to silence day,
Filled up my lonely room,
Quenching all sounds but one that lay
Beyond her passing doom,
Where in his shed a workman gay
Went on despite the gloom.
Peace Restored
© James Shirley
You virgins, that did late despair
To keep your wealth from cruel men,
The Fairies
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
The fairies, the fairies, from her blue eyes were peeping;
They blew her hair about you so you were lost, my dear.
With their charms and enchantments they lured and waylaid you,
So my love cannot comfort and my presence cannot cheer.
Love's Apotheosis
© Paul Laurence Dunbar
Love me. I care not what the circling years
To me may do.
If, but in spite of time and tears,
You prove but true.
Alfred. Book VI.
© Henry James Pye
But when he views, along the tented field,
With trailing banner, and inverted shield,
Young Donald, borne by Scotia's weeping bands,
In deeper woe the generous hero stands.
Dont Worry, Little Girl
© Edgar Albert Guest
Don't worry, little girl,
Don't you let one golden curl
Get awry.
Days And Days
© Madison Julius Cawein
The days that clothed white limbs with heat,
And rocked the red rose on their breast,
Have passed with amber-sandaled feet
Into the ruby-gated west.
The First Hymn Of Callimachus. To Jupiter
© Matthew Prior
While we to Jove select the holy victim
Whom apter shall we sing than Jove himself,
Hymn XIX: Rejoice Evermore With Angels Above
© Charles Wesley
Rejoice evermore With angels above,
In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love:
With glad exultation Your triumph proclaim,
Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb.
