Love poems
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Ode VI: Hymn To Cheerfulness
© Mark Akenside
Friend to the Muse and all her train,
For thee i court the Muse again:
The Muse for thee may well exert
Her pomp, her charms, her fondest art,
Who owes to thee that pleasing sway
Which earth and peopled heaven obey.
Sonnet. "Though thou return unto the former things"
© Frances Anne Kemble
Though thou return unto the former things,
Fields, woods, and gardens, where thy feet have strayed
Song. "YES ....though we've loved so long"
© Amelia Opie
YES ....though we've loved so long, so well,
Imperious duty bids us part;
But though thy breast with anguish swell,
A pang more lasting tears my heart.
Cultural Exchange
© Langston Hughes
Pushcarts fold and unfold
In a supermarket sea.
And we better find out, mama,
Where is the colored laundromat
Since we move dup to Mount Vernon.
Pierrot
© Sara Teasdale
Pierrot stands in the garden
Beneath a waning moon,
And on his lute he fashions
A little silver tune.
Overseas
© Madison Julius Cawein
When Fall drowns morns in mist, it seems
In soul I am a part of it;
A portion of its humid beams,
A form of fog, I seem to flit
From dreams to dreams….
On Parting
© George Gordon Byron
The kiss, dear maid! thy lip has left
Shall never part from mine,
Till happier hours restore the gift
Untainted back to thine.
Dear Hands
© James Whitcomb Riley
The touches of her hands are like the fall
Of velvet snowflakes; like the touch of down
The peach just brushes 'gainst the garden wall;
The flossy fondlings of the thistle-wisp
Caught in the crinkle of a leaf of brown
The blighting frost hath turned from green to crisp.
Dreaming In The Trenches
© William Gordon McCabe
I picture her there in the quaint old room,
Where the fading fire-light starts and falls,
Alone in the twilight's tender gloom
With the shadows that dance on the dim-lit walls.
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 7
© Publius Vergilius Maro
AND thou, O matron of immortal fame,
Here dying, to the shore hast left thy name;
The Kiss --- English Translation
© Rabindranath Tagore
Two pairs of lips
Seem to whisper into each others ears
The Setting Of The Moon
© Giacomo Leopardi
As, in the lonely night,
Above the silvered fields and streams
My Memory's Care
© Owen Suffolk
Sing not to me a song of beauty bright,
Nor festive scenes of dazzling light;
Nor of gorgeous pageant in palace hall
Begemmed with many a coronal;
But sing to me my memory's care -
The misspent hours fled where - oh where?
Forever
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
He heard it first upon the lips of love,
And loved it for love's sake;
The Year
© Wilcox Ella Wheeler
What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That's not been said a thousand times?
OGradys Little Girl
© Alice Guerin Crist
Her hair was dark and curly, floatin to the saddle bow,
Her laugh was frank and girlish, and her voice was sweet and low;
When I was one-and-twenty, sure my heart was in a whirl,
Ridin neath the blossomed gum-trees with OGradys little girl.
Blessings On Children
© William Gilmore Simms
Blessings on the blessing children, sweetest gifts of Heaven to earth,
Filling all the heart with gladness, filling all the house with mirth;
Don Juan: Canto The Second
© George Gordon Byron
Oh ye! who teach the ingenuous youth of nations,
Holland, France, England, Germany, or Spain,
