Love PoemsR.H.Woodward [& Company], 1893 - 238 páginas |
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... fixèd mark - That looks on tempests , and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown , although his height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks 6 LOVE POEMS .
... fixèd mark - That looks on tempests , and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark , Whose worth's unknown , although his height be taken . Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks 6 LOVE POEMS .
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Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But bears it out even to the edge of doom : If this be error , and upon me proved , I never ...
Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks , But bears it out even to the edge of doom : If this be error , and upon me proved , I never ...
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Where art thou , sweet ? I long for thee as thirsty lips for streams ; Oh , gentle promised angel of my dreams , Why do we never meet ? Thou art as I - Thy soul doth wait for mine , as mine for thee : We cannot live apart — must meeting ...
Where art thou , sweet ? I long for thee as thirsty lips for streams ; Oh , gentle promised angel of my dreams , Why do we never meet ? Thou art as I - Thy soul doth wait for mine , as mine for thee : We cannot live apart — must meeting ...
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... lips , I aft ha'e kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ! And mould'ring now in silent dust , That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland ...
... lips , I aft ha'e kiss'd sae fondly ! And closed for aye the sparkling glance That dwelt on me sae kindly ! And mould'ring now in silent dust , That heart that lo'ed me dearly ! But still within my bosom's core Shall live my Highland ...
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... lips and eyelids pale . My cheek is cold and white , alas ! My heart beats loud and fast : Oh ! press it close to thine again , Where it will break at last . PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . TO LUCASTA , ON GOING TO THE WARS . TELL me not , sweet ...
... lips and eyelids pale . My cheek is cold and white , alas ! My heart beats loud and fast : Oh ! press it close to thine again , Where it will break at last . PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY . TO LUCASTA , ON GOING TO THE WARS . TELL me not , sweet ...
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ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER AE FOND KISS ALFRED TENNYSON angel beauty beloved birds bless bliss blossom blue bonnie bosom breast breath bright brow cheek dark dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feel flowers fond forever gaze give glory golden green grief hair hand happy hast hath heaven hope hour hush Iseult JEAN INGELOW John Anderson kiss lady leaves life's light lips live look LORD BYRON love thee love's lover low-backed car luve never night o'er pain pale passion PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rest ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT BURNS rose round shine sighs sing skies sleep smiles soft song sorrow soul speak stars summer sweet tears tell tender thine thou art thoughts thy heart Tristram true Twas voice wake wandered wee thing weep WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wilt
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Página 164 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 161 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 6 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 167 - 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...
Página 93 - When Love with unconfine'd wings Hovers within my Gates ; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The Birds, that wanton in the Air, Know no such Liberty.
Página 177 - Of nuptial sanctity, and marriage rites : Grace was in all her steps, Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Página 85 - I'd clasp it round so close and tight, And I would be the necklace, And all day long to fall and rise Upon her balmy bosom, With her laughter or her sighs, And I would lie so light, so light, I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.
Página 20 - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament...
Página 22 - She 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: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 10 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.