Love (3)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin.But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in,Dre
Lucy
Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the lover's ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved look'd eve
She Walks in Beauty
1She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies;And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
On the Idle Hill of Summer
On the idle hill of summer,Sleepy with the flow of streams, Far I hear the steady drummerDrumming like a noise in dreams. Far and near and low and lou
Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:...Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and gloo
Song [Secret Love]
I hid my love when young while ICouldn't bear the buzzing of a flyI hid my love to my despiteTill I could not bear to look at lightI dare not gaze upo
The Definition of Love
My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high; It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show
The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of theeIn the first sweet sleep of night,When the winds are breathing low,And the stars are shining bright.I arise from dreams of
To Mary
The twentieth year is well-nigh past, Since first our sky was overcast; Ah, would that this might be the last! My Mary! Thy spiri
To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me ye women if you can.
Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flowsThe liquefaction of her clothes. Next, when I cast mine eyes and seeThat brave vi
Who Ever Loved, That Loved Not at First Sight?
It lies not in our power to love or hate,For will in us is overruled by fate.When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,We wish that one should
An Argument
've oft been told by learned friars,That wishing and the crime are one,And Heaven punishes desiresAs much as if the deed were done.If wishing damns us
If I Were Her Lover
IIf I were her lover, I'd wade through the clover Over the fields before The gate that leads to her door; Over the meadows, To wait, 'mid the shadows,
A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June: O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune! As fair thou art, my bonnie
A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,Strawberries swimming in the cream,And school-boys playing in the stream;Then
TIMES OF GRIEF
A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind
Still shows the stain with dreary face
Friends they w
Happy 1st Anniversary, My Sweet Love!
Happy Anniversary my Sweet Love!For you, I thank the Lord aboveYou’ve given me hope, inspiration and truthBecause of you I feel never-ending youthWh
Don't Give Up
We wait for what we long forWe long for what we needImpatience and AnxietyGive root to errant deedWhich grows to yield but heartacheThe fruit that poi
In Search Of
In search of truthIn search of lightIn search of goodIn search of rightNow if you seek Which things are trueTake as your guideThis one sure clue.It ne
