Love poems
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In Eclipse
© Edith Nesbit
PALE veil of mist bound round the trees
Pale fringe of rain upon the hills,
There Is A Green Hill
© Cecil Frances Alexander
THERE is a green hill far away,
Without a city wall,
Sonnet XXV. The Seceders 2.
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
YET what were love, and what were toil and thought,
And what were life, bereft of Poesy?
Who lingers in a garden where the bee
By no rich beds of fragrant flowers is caught
The Unattainable
© Madison Julius Cawein
Mark thou! a shadow crowned with fire of hell.
Man holds her in his heart as night doth hold
The moonlight memories of day's dead gold;
Or as a winter-withered asphodel
In its dead loveliness holds scents of old.
And looking on her, lo, he thinks 'tis well.
The Eagle And The Dove
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
IN search of prey once raised his pinions
An eaglet;
Non Sum Qualis eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae
© Ernest Christopher Dowson
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Storm-Music
© Henry Van Dyke
Now an interval of quiet
For a moment holds the air
In the breathless hush
Of a silent prayer.
Pharsalia - Book VIII: Death Of Pompeius
© Marcus Annaeus Lucanus
Hard the task imposed;
Yet doffed his robe, and swift obeyed, the king
Wrapped in a servant's mantle. If a Prince
For safety play the boor, then happier, sure,
The peasant's lot than lordship of the world.
Sonnet XCV: The Vase of Life
© Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Around the vase of Life at your slow pace
He has not crept, but turned it with his hands,
Kismet
© Virna Sheard
Love came to her unsought,
Love served her many ways,
And patiently Love followed her
Throughout the nights and days.
The Test
© Katharine Tynan
Love has moods: and I am cold,
Very cold ofttimes to Thee;
Fain to slip from Thy dear hold
To my follies and be free.
The Fountain
© William Wordsworth
We talked with open heart, and tongue
Affectionate and true,
A pair of friends, though I was young,
And Matthew seventy-two.
O Night Of Nights! O Night
© Jean Ingelow
"Let us now go even unto Bethlehem."
O Night of nights! O night
To Nature
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It may indeed be fantasy when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lead, Kindly Light
© John Henry Newman
Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home,--
Lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene,--one step enough for me.
HMS Pinafore: Act II
© William Schwenck Gilbert
Same Scene. Night. Awning removed. Moonlight. Captain
discovered singing on poop deck, and accompanying himself on
a mandolin. Little Buttercup seated on quarterdeck, gazing
sentimentally at him.
To the Reverend George Coleridge, of Ottery St. Mary, Devon
© Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A blessed lot hath he, who having past
His youth and early manhood in the stir
And turmoil of the world, retreats at length,
With cares that move, not agitate the heart,
