Love poems
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Princesse Loysa Drawing
© Richard Lovelace
I saw a little Diety,
MINERVA in epitomy,
Whom VENUS, at first blush, surpris'd,
Tooke for her winged wagge disguis'd.
Maha-Bharata, The Epic Of Ancient India - Book II - Swayamvara (The Bride's Choice)
© Romesh Chunder Dutt
The mutual jealousies of the princes increased from day to day, and
when Yudhishthir, the eldest of all the princes and the eldest son of
the late Pandu, was recognised heir-apparent, the anger of Duryodhan
and his brothers knew no bounds. And they formed a dark scheme to
kill the sons of Pandu.
'By Reason Of Thy Law'
© Francis Thompson
Here I make oath--
Although the heart that knows its bitterness
Sonnet LXXII. To The Morning Star
© Charlotte Turner Smith
Written near the sea.
THEE! lucid arbiter 'twixt day and night,
The seaman greets, as on the ocean stream
Reflected, thy precursive friendly beam
The Waggoner - Canto First
© William Wordsworth
'TIS spent--this burning day of June!
Soft darkness o'er its latest gleams is stealing;
The buzzing dor-hawk, round and round, is wheeling,--
That solitary bird
A Tear And A Smile
© Khalil Gibran
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.
Psychological Warfare
© Henry Reed
Be that as it may, some time in the very near future,
We are to expect Invasion… and invasion not from the sea.
Vast numbers of troops will be dropped, probably from above,
Superbly equipped, determined and capable; and this above all,
Remember: they will be very brave men, and chosen as such.
The Root
© Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch
Deep, Love, yea, very deep.
And in the dark exiled,
I have no sense of light but still to creep
And know the breast, but not the eyes. Thy child
Saw ne'er his mother near, nor if she smiled;
But only feels her weep.
Alas! So All Things Now Do Hold Their Peace
© Henry Howard
Alas! so all things now do hold their peace,
Heaven and earth disturbed in nothing.
A Lover's Confession
© Robert Fuller Murray
When people tell me they have loved
But once in youth,
I wonder, are they always moved
To speak the truth?
The Blind Man
© Leon Gellert
Within a corner of this windowed room
He sits, and seldom speaks, and seldom
Ruth
© William Wordsworth
WHEN Ruth was left half desolate,
Her Father took another Mate;
And Ruth, not seven years old,
A slighted child, at her own will
Went wandering over dale and hill,
In thoughtless freedom, bold.
The Tunnel
© Hart Crane
Our tongues recant like beaten weather vanes.
This answer lives like verdigris, like hair
Beyond extinction, surcease of the bone;
And repetition freezesWhat
Night And Sleep
© Coventry Kersey Dighton Patmore
How strange at night to wake
And watch, while others sleep,
Edward Thring
© Bliss William Carman
This was a leader of the sons of light,
Of winsome cheer and strenuous command.
Hymn XXIX: Come, Ye Weary Sinners, Come
© Charles Wesley
Come, ye weary sinners, come,
All who groan beneath your load,
Psalm 78 part 4
© Isaac Watts
v.32ff
L. M.
Backsliding and forgiveness; or, Sin punished and saints saved.
Extempore Effusion upon the Death of James Hogg
© William Wordsworth
Nor has the rolling year twice measured,
From sign to sign, its stedfast course,
Since every mortal power of Coleridge
Was frozen at its marvellous source;
