Love poems
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Among The Millet
© Archibald Lampman
The dew is gleaming in the grass,
The morning hours are seven,
And I am fain to watch you pass,
Ye soft white clouds of heaven.
Inscription In A Beautiful Retreat Called Fairy Bower
© Hannah More
Airy spirits, you who love
Cooling bower, or shady grove;
Streams that murmur as they flow,
Zephyrs bland that softly blow;
Threnodia Augustalis: Overture - A Solemn Dirge
© Oliver Goldsmith
ARISE, ye sons of worth, arise,
And waken every note of woe;
When truth and virtue reach the skies,
'Tis ours to weep the want below!
To the Rev. John Saunders on his Departure for England
© Charles Harpur
If a large love of the whole human race,
With charity that hopeth a meet cure
The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 06
© William Langland
"This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gyde
That [myghte] folwen us ech a foot' - thus this folk hem mened.
Of The Son of Man
© George MacDonald
I. I honour Nature, holding it unjust
To look with jealousy on her designs;
The Sailor's Sweetheart
© Duncan Campbell Scott
O if love were had for asking,
In the markets of the town,
In The Rose Garden
© Edith Nesbit
RED roses bright, pink roses and white
That bud and blossom and fall;
Der Schmied (The Smith)
© Johann Ludwig Uhland
Ich hör' meinen Schatz,
Den Hammer er schwinget,
Das rauschet, das klinget,
Das dringt in die Weite
Ghazal of Rumi
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.
Why The Roses Are So Pale
© Heinrich Heine
O dearest, canst thou tell me why
The rose should be so pale?
And why the azure violet
Should wither in the vale?
Pasha Bailey Ben
© William Schwenck Gilbert
A proud Pasha was BAILEY BEN,
His wives were three, his tails were ten;
His form was dignified, but stout,
Men called him "Little Roundabout."
Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: XXXVI
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
She watched me curiously with mocking eyes,
Yet tenderly, till once again her mirth
Prevailed with her, and quick in feigned surprise
Thrusting me back, ``Ah, traitor!'' she broke forth,
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
HIS Soul fared forth (as from the deep home-grove
The father-songster plies the hour-long quest),
The Fire-side
© Nathaniel Cotton
Dear Chloe, while the busy crowd,
The vain, the wealthy, and the proud,
In folly's maze advance;
Tho' singularity and pride
Be call'd our choice, we'll step aside,
Nor join the giddy dance.
On The Reverend Mr. Hunter, Who received A Degree From The University Of Oxford
© Hannah More
Go, happy spirit, seek that blissful land
Where zealous Michael leads the glorious band
The Snowdrop In The Snow
© Sydney Thompson Dobell
O full of Faith! The Earth is rock,-the Heaven
The dome of a great palace all of ice,
The Psalm Of A Sojourner
© Henry Van Dyke
Thou hast taken me into the tent of the world, O God:
Beneath thy blue canopy I have found shelter:
Therefore thou wilt not deny me the right of a guest.
Ah, If You Knew
© Mathilde Blind
Ah, if you knew how soon and late
My eyes long for a sight of you
Sometimes in passing by my gate
You'd linger until fall of dew,
If you but knew!
