Love poems
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Sonnet 3: Let Dainty Wits
© Sir Philip Sidney
Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine,
That, bravely mask'd, their fancies may be told;
The Flight Of The Wild Geese
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
Wrapt in the darkness of the night,
Gathering in silence on the shore,
Robert E. Lee
© Stephen Vincent Benet
The man was loved, the man was idolized,
The man had every just and noble gift.
He took great burdens and he bore them well,
Lady Anne Bothwell's Lament
© Andrew Lang
Balow, my boy, ly still and sleep,
It grieves me sore to hear thee weep,
A Shrine In The Pantheon
© Henry Van Dyke
FOR THE UNNAMED SOLDIERS WHO DIED IN FRANCE
Universal approval has been accorded the proposal made in the French Chamber that the ashes of an unnamed French soldier, fallen for his country, shall be removed with solemn ceremony to the Pantheon. In this way it is intended to honor by a symbolic ceremony the memory of all who lie in unmarked graves.
A Retrospect
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
I, trusting that the truly sweet
Would still be sweetly found the true,
Saint Maura: A.D. 304
© Charles Kingsley
Thank God! Those gazers' eyes are gone at last!
The guards are crouching underneath the rock;
Twa Sisters O' Binnorie
© Anonymous
Upon a morning fair and clear,
(Binnorie, O Binnorie !)
She cried upon her sister dear,
By the bonny mill-dams o' Binnorie.
The Cunning Woman
© William Schwenck Gilbert
On all Arcadia's sunny plain,
On all Arcadia's hill,
None were so blithe as BILL and JANE,
So blithe as JANE and BILL.
The Angel In The House. Book II. Canto XI.
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
IV Constancy rewarded
I vow'd unvarying faith, and she,
To whom in full I pay that vow,
Rewards me with variety
Which men who change can never know.
To Shakespeare (I)
© Frances Anne Kemble
If from the height of that celestial sphere
Where now thou dwell'st, spirit powerful and sweet!
The Good Samaritan
© John Newton
How kind the good Samaritan
To him who fell among the thieves!
Thus Jesus pities fallen man,
And heals the wounds the soul receives.
Anacreontick II
© Thomas Parnell
When Spring came on with fresh Delight,
To cheer the Soul, and charm the Sight,
While easy Breezes, softer Rain,
And warmer Suns salute the Plain;
'Twas then, in yonder Piny Grove,
That Nature went to meet with Love.
The Phantom Deer
© Dora Sigerson Shorter
So it is that the magic woods of Toonagh
Are haunted by the spirit of a deer
She wanders by the castle of Red Richard
Within her side the wounding of a spear.
Natalias Resurrection: Sonnet XIII
© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
A heritage for ever. Such a sleep
Came upon Adrian and such a dream,
As in the shade he lay a weary heap.
For, while he rested, still it seemed to him
I Loved Thee
© Alexander Pushkin
I loved thee; and perchance until this moment
Within my breast is smouldering still the fire!
Yet I would spare thy pain the least renewal,
Nothing shall rouse again the old desire!
