Poems of Love from the Best AuthorsE.P. Dutton, 1893 - English poetry |
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... face to see , I would come forth upon the hills of night And gather stars , like fagots , till thy sight , Fed by the beacon blaze , fell full on me . I believe my love for thee ( Strong as my life ) so nobly placed to be , It could as ...
... face to see , I would come forth upon the hills of night And gather stars , like fagots , till thy sight , Fed by the beacon blaze , fell full on me . I believe my love for thee ( Strong as my life ) so nobly placed to be , It could as ...
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... face to mine , Till I kiss the gold of your hair . " " Nay , nay , fair wave , yet ever be sure Your song is as sweet as can be ; It toucheth me e'en as it toucheth the wind , Whose harp maketh music for me . " 3 " The wind , the wind ...
... face to mine , Till I kiss the gold of your hair . " " Nay , nay , fair wave , yet ever be sure Your song is as sweet as can be ; It toucheth me e'en as it toucheth the wind , Whose harp maketh music for me . " 3 " The wind , the wind ...
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... , And her exquisite primrose face , And the violet in her eyes ; And my heart received its own despair— The thrall of a hopeless grace , And the knowledge of how youth dies . 5 Live hair afloat with snakes of gold , And a.
... , And her exquisite primrose face , And the violet in her eyes ; And my heart received its own despair— The thrall of a hopeless grace , And the knowledge of how youth dies . 5 Live hair afloat with snakes of gold , And a.
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... face bent down above it ; While he took my hand , as he whisp'ring said- ( How the clover lifted each pink , sweet head , To listen to all that my lover said ! Oh , the clover in bloom - I love it ! ) In the high wet grass went the path ...
... face bent down above it ; While he took my hand , as he whisp'ring said- ( How the clover lifted each pink , sweet head , To listen to all that my lover said ! Oh , the clover in bloom - I love it ! ) In the high wet grass went the path ...
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... face , And heard the music of that voice , Much beauty's fallen to disgrace That used to make my heart rejoice : And rose and violet ne'er can be The same that once they were to me . WILLIAM WINTER . 11 GETTING THE PONY SHOD , AND WHAT ...
... face , And heard the music of that voice , Much beauty's fallen to disgrace That used to make my heart rejoice : And rose and violet ne'er can be The same that once they were to me . WILLIAM WINTER . 11 GETTING THE PONY SHOD , AND WHAT ...
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Aimer ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE arms beauty Beware bliss blush bonnie bosom breast breath bride bright brow c'est à vivre CARINOSAS cheek CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE clasp Cupid darling dead dear death doth Douglas dream ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fingers flowers Forever thine forget girl glory golden gone hair hair-my pet hand hath hear heard heart heaven I-am left kiss knew lass lassie light lips live Lochinvar look LORD BYRON love thee Love's lover sang maiden ne'er Netherby never night o'er pain passion R. D. BLACKMORE Robin Adair rose SAMUEL DANIEL SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Say nay shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft SONG sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell tender There's thing THOMAS MOORE thought touch trot true Twas untrue Love wee wife weep whisper wilt thou leave wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED woman words ye're young
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Page 46 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 67 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of Roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy Coral clasps and Amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee, and be thy love.
Page 206 - 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.
Page 47 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Page 66 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 76 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he wooed The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pined : and ah ! The deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own.
Page 197 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Page 49 - In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Page 77 - All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistingnishable throng.
Page 113 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.