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Poems of Love

Juliet
How did the party go in Portman square?
I cannot tell you; Juliet was not there.

And how did Lady Gaster’s party go?
Juliet was next me and I do not know.
— Hilaire Belloc

Heart! We Will Forget Him!
Heart! We will forget him!
You and I, tonight!
You may forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light!

When you have done, prey tell me
That I may straight begin!
Haste! Lest while you’re lagging
I remember him!
—Emily Dickinson

A Match
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather,
Brown fields or flowerful closes,
Green pleasure or grey grief;
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf.
— A. C. Swinburne

To
One word is too often profaned
For me to profane it,
One feeling too falsely disdain’d
For thee to disdain it;
One hope is too like despair
For prudence to smother,
And pity from thee more dear
Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love;
But wilt thou accept not
The worship the heart lifts above
And the heavens reject not,
The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow?
— Percy Shelley

Gifts
You ask me what – since we must part –
You shall bring back to me.
Bring back a pure and faithful heart
As true as mine to thee.

You talk of gems from foreign lands,
Of treasure, spoil, and price.
Ah love! I shall not search your hands
But look into your eyes.
— Juliana Ewing

Sigh No more
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea, and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into “Hey nonny, nonny!”

Sing no more ditties, sing no moe
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer was first leavy.
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And you be blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into “Hey nonny, noony!”
— Shakespeare

A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
— W. Yeats
My Heart Leaps Up
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
— Wordsworth
Snowdrops
I like to think
That long ago,
There fell to earth
Some flakes of snow
Which loved this cold,
Grey world of ours
So much, they stayed
As snowdrop flowers.
— Mary Vivian
Moonshine
To think
I must be alone;
To love
We must be together.

I think I love you
When I’m alone
More than I think of you
When we’re together.

I cannot think
Without loving
Or love
Without thinking.

Alone I love
To think of us together;
Together I think
I’d love to be alone.
—Richard Murphy
The Coming of Wisdom with Time
Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
—William Yeats