Love poems

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Haying Before Storm

© Muriel Rukeyser

This sky is unmistakable. Not lurid, not low, not black.
Illuminated and bruise-color, limitless, to the noon
Full of its floods to come. Under it, field, wheels, and mountain,
The valley scattered with friends, gathering in

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The Spell Of The Rose

© Thomas Hardy

'I mean to build a hall anon,

  And shape two turrets there,

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From “Phantasmion” - He Came Unlook'd For

© Sara Coleridge

HE came unlook’d for, undesir’d,  

A sunrise in the northern sky,

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Leigh Hunt

© Paul Hamilton Hayne

DESPITE misfortune, poverty, the dearth
Of simplest justice to his heart and brain,
This gracious optimist lived not in vain;
Rather, he made a partial Heaven of Earth;

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I

© Louise Labe

Not Ulysses, no, nor any other man

however astute his mind, ever longed for

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To a Sea Shell

© Hubert Church

Friend of my chamber-O thou spiral shell

That murmurest of the ever-murmuring sea!

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Where Forlorn Sunsets Flare And Fade

© William Ernest Henley

Where forlorn sunsets flare and fade

  On desolate sea and lonely sand,

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The Water-Witch

© Alice Guerin Crist

The little creek went winding down
‘Twixt whispering reeds and small blue flowers,
Singing a pleasant summer song
Of holidays and playtime hours.

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The Rival Poet Sonnets (78 - 86)

© William Shakespeare

NOTE: A sub-group within the Fair Youth sonnets,
the Rival Poet sonnets are poems in which
the speaker is railing against the young man
for paying undue attention to another poet.

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A Song To Amoret

© Henry Vaughan

If I were dead, and, in my place,
Some fresher youth designed
To warm thee, with new fires; and grace
Those arms I left behind:

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In a Subway Station

© Sara Teasdale

After a year I came again to the place;

The tireless lights and the reverberation,

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To Sara

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

One kiss, dear maid! I said and sighed,
Your scorn the little boon denied.
Ah why refuse the blameless bliss?
Can danger lurk within a kiss?

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Songs Set To Music: 19. Set By Mr. C. R.

© Matthew Prior

Phillis, give this humour over,
We too long have time abused;
I shall turn an errant rover
If the favour's still refused.

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All The World's Ruled By A Dragon

© Fyodor Sologub

All the world's ruled by the Dragon -
Fiery, mad, wicked, perverse.
Let me praise him with a humble,
Daring and ironic curse:

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F. W. C.

© Oliver Wendell Holmes

FAST as the rolling seasons bring

The hour of fate to those we love,

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The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 13

© William Langland

And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,

And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walke

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The Nut-Brown Maid. A Poem.

© Matthew Prior

Man. I am the knyght, I come by nyght
As secret as I can,
Saying, alas! thus standeth the case,
I am a banishyd man.

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Solomon on the Vanity of the World, A Poem. In Three Books. - Knowledge. Book I.

© Matthew Prior

But, O! ere yet original man was made,
Ere the foundations of this earth were laid,
It was opponent to our search ordain'd,
That joy still sought should never be attain'd:
This sad experience cites me to reveal,
And what I dictate is from what I feel.

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How much do you know, o humankind (with original German)

© Franz Grillparzer

How much do you know, o humankind, the king of all of god's creation,
You, who can see what is visible and measure what is measurable.
How much it is that you know! and yet, oh, how little,
Because what appears, is only the outer aspects,