Love poems
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Johnnie Armstrang
© Andrew Lang
Some speak of lords, some speak of lairds,
And sic like men of high degree;
Of a gentleman I sing a sang,
Some time call'd Laird of Gilnockie.
Sonnet LV: Let Others Sing
© Samuel Daniel
Let others sing of Knights and Paladins
In aged accents and untimely words,
One Who Loved Nature
© Madison Julius Cawein
He was most gentle, good, and wise;
A simpler heart earth never saw:
His soul looked softly from his eyes,
And in his speech were love and awe.
Citizen of the World
© Joyce Kilmer
No longer of Him be it said
"He hath no place to lay His head."
In every land a constant lamp
Flames by His small and mighty camp.
The Big Top
© Joyce Kilmer
The boom and blare of the big brass band is cheering
to my heart
And I like the smell of the trampled grass and elephants and hay.
I take off my hat to the acrobat with his delicate, strong art,
Ode Written in Spring
© John Logan
No longer hoary winter reigns,
No longer binds the streams in chains,
To A Young Poet Who Killed Himself
© Joyce Kilmer
When you had played with life a space
And made it drink and lust and sing,
You flung it back into God's face
And thought you did a noble thing.
Vision
© Joyce Kilmer
(For Aline)Homer, they tell us, was blind and could not see the beautiful
faces
Looking up into his own and reflecting the joy of his dream,
Yet did he seem
Lionel Johnson
© Joyce Kilmer
(For the Rev. John J. Burke, C. S. P.)There was a murkier tinge in London's air
As if the honest fog blushed black for shame.
Fools sang of sin, for other fools' acclaim,
And Milton's wreath was tossed to Baudelaire.
The Judge's Song
© William Schwenck Gilbert
When I, good friends, was called to the Bar,
I'd an appetite fresh and hearty,
Love's Lantern
© Joyce Kilmer
(For Aline)Because the road was steep and long
And through a dark and lonely land,
God set upon my lips a song
And put a lantern in my hand.
Multiplication
© Joyce Kilmer
(For S. M. E.)I take my leave, with sorrow, of Him I love so well;
I look my last upon His small and radiant prison-cell;
O happy lamp! to serve Him with never ceasing light!
O happy flame! to tremble forever in His sight!
Summer Storm
© Sara Teasdale
THE panther wind
Leaps out of the night,
The snake of lightning
Is twisting and white,
Reciprocal Invitation To The Dance
© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
THE INDIFFERENT.
COME to the dance with me, come with me, fair one!
The Twelve-Forty-Five
© Joyce Kilmer
(For Edward J. Wheeler)Within the Jersey City shed
The engine coughs and shakes its head,
The smoke, a plume of red and white,
Waves madly in the face of night.
Madness
© Joyce Kilmer
(For Sara Teasdale)The lonely farm, the crowded street,
The palace and the slum,
Give welcome to my silent feet
As, bearing gifts, I come.
Pennies
© Joyce Kilmer
A few long-hoarded pennies in his hand
Behold him stand;
A kilted Hedonist, perplexed and sad.
The joy that once he had,
Queen Mab: Part VII.
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
'Even the murderer's cheek
Was blanched with horror, and his quivering lips
Scarce faintly uttered-"O almighty one,
I tremble and obey!"
