Love poems
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A Pastoral Ballad. In Four Parts
© William Shenstone
Arbusta humilesque myrciae. ~ Virg.
Explanation.
Groves and lovely shrubs.
The Music Of The Rains English Translation
© Rabindranath Tagore
In rainy days
When it rains in pattering sounds
Delia XXXII
© Samuel Daniel
But love whilst that thou mayst be loved again,
Now whilst thy May hath filed thy lap with flowers,
Marjories Wooing
© Emma Lazarus
THE corn was yellow upon the cliffs,
The fluttering grass was green to see,
The waves were blue as the sky above,
And the sun it was shining merrily.
The Pleasures of Imagination: Book The Second
© Mark Akenside
Till all its orbs and all its worlds of fire
Be loosen'd from their seats; yet still serene,
The unconquer'd mind looks down upon the wreck;
And ever stronger as the storms advance,
Firm through the closing ruin holds his way,
Where nature calls him to the destin'd goal.
Prayer (I)
© George Herbert
Prayer the church's banquet, angel's age,
God's breath in man returning to his birth,
Hymn XXVIII: Love Divine! What Hast Thou Done!
© Charles Wesley
Love divine! what hast thou done!
The immortal God hath died for me!
The Father's co-eternal Son
Bore all my sins upon the tree;
The immortal God for me hath died!
My Lord, my Love is crucified.
The Ghost in the Martini
© Anthony Evan Hecht
Over the rim of the glass
Containing a good martini with a twist
I eye her bosom and consider a pass,
Certain we’d not be missed
To The Right Honourable The Earl Of Orrery In Dublin
© Mary Barber
Let Others speak your Titles, and your Blood;
Accept from Me the glorious Name of Good.
This Honour only from fair Virtue springs,
Ennobles Slaves, adds Dignity to Kings.
To Heaven
© Benjamin Jonson
Good and great God, can I not think of thee
But it must straight my melancholy be?
Flower Herding on Mount Monadnock
© Washington Allston
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I can support it no longer.
Laughing ruefully at myself
For all I claim to have suffered
I get up. Damned nightmarer!
Poets Have Chanted Mortality
© Pindar
It had better been hidden
But the Poets inform:
We are chattel and liege
Of an undying Worm.
How The Old Horse Won The Bet
© Oliver Wendell Holmes
What was it who was bound to do?
I did not hear and can't tell you,--
Pray listen till my story's through.
Incandescent War Poem Sonnet
© Bernadette Mayer
Even before I saw the chambered nautilus
I wanted to sail not in the us navy
Tonight I'm waiting for you, your letter
At the same time his letter, the view of you
Written at an Inn at Henley
© William Shenstone
To thee, fair Freedom! I retire,
From flattery, cards, and dice, and din;
Nor art thou found in mansions higher
Than the low cot, or humble inn.
Holy Sonnets: Show me dear Christ, thy spouse so bright and clear
© John Donne
Show me dear Christ, thy spouse so bright and clear.
What! is it she which on the other shore
