Love poems

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To Vittoria Colonna. (Sonnet V.)

© Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Lady, how can it chance--yet this we see

In long experience--that will longer last

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Gitanjali

© Rabindranath Tagore

1.

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.

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Things

© Aline Murray Kilmer

SOMETIMES when I am at tea with you
I catch my breath
At a thought that is old as the world is old
And more bitter than death.

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Song IV

© Edith Nesbit

I HEAR the waves to-night
Piteously calling, calling
Though the light
Of the kind moon is falling,
Like kisses, on the sea
That calls for sunshine, dear, as my soul calls for thee.

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An Old Answer

© Robert Laurence Binyon

Ask me not, Dear, what thing it is
That makes me love you so;
What graces, what sweet qualities,
That from your spirit flow:
For I have but this old reply,
That you are you, that I am I.

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Song. Come Harriet! Sweet Is The Hour

© Percy Bysshe Shelley

Come Harriet! sweet is the hour,
Soft Zephyrs breathe gently around,
The anemone's night-boding flower,
Has sunk its pale head on the ground.

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The Woodland Hallo

© Robert Bloomfield

In our cottage, that peeps from the skirts of the wood,

 I am mistress, no mother have I;

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The Song Of Courtesy

© George Meredith

I

When Sir Gawain was led to his bridal-bed,

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Unanointed

© Madison Julius Cawein

  Upon the Siren-haunted seas, between Fate's mythic shores,
  Within a world of moon and mist, where dusk and daylight wed,
  I see a phantom galley and its hull is banked with oars,
  With ghostly oars that move to song, a song of dreams long dead:

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Lucy’s Birthday

© William Makepeace Thackeray

Seventeen rosebuds in a ring,

Thick with sister flowers beset,

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Sonnet II: Bridal Birth

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

As when desire, long darkling, dawns, and first

The mother looks upon the newborn child,

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Vies Manquees

© Edith Nesbit

A YEAR ago we walked the wood--
  A year ago to-day;
A blackbird fluttered round her brood
  Deep in the white-flowered may.

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Two Love-Songs

© Arthur Symons

I do not know if your eyes are green or grey
Or if there are other eyes brighter than they;
They have looked in my eyes; when they look in my eyes I can see
One thing, and a thing to be surely the death of me.

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Mary Magdalen

© William Cullen Bryant

The greatest of thy follies is forgiven,
  Even for the least of all the tears that shine
  On that pale cheek of thine.
Thou didst kneel down, to Him who came from heaven,
  Evil and ignorant, and thou shalt rise
  Holy, and pure, and wise.

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Sonnet 71: Who Will in Fairest Book

© Sir Philip Sidney

Who will in fairest book of nature know

  How virtue may best lodg'd in beauty be,

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Ballade adresse a Geoffrey Chaucer

© Eustache Deschamps


O Socratès plains de philosophie,
Seneque en meurs, Auglius en pratique,
Ovides grans en ta poëtrie,
Briés en parler, saiges en rethorique . . .
Grant translateur, noble Geoffrey Chaucier.

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The Rebel

© Caroline Norton

WITH none to heed or mark
The prisoner in his cell,
In a dungeon, lone and dark,
He tuned his wild farewell.

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Sonnet 75: Of All The Kings

© Sir Philip Sidney

Of all the kings that ever here did reign,
Edward nam'd Fourth, as first in praise I name;
Not for his fair outside, nor well-lin'd brain,
Although less gifts imp feathers oft on Fame:

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Beauty

© Jones Very

I gazed upon thy face--and beating life,

Once stilled its sleepless pulses in my breast

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The Fairy Of The Fountains

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

And a youthful warrior stands
Gazing not upon those bands,
Not upon the lovely scene,
But upon its lovelier queen,
Who with gentle word and smile
Courteous prays his stay awhile.