Love Poems – Page 11
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My lady's presence makes the roses red
My lady's presence makes the roses red, / Because to see her lips they blush for shame. / The lily's leaves, for envy, pale became, … -
Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met, / Jumping from the chair she sat in. / Time, you thief, who love to get … -
The Lost Thrill
I grow so weary, someway, of all things / That love and loving have vouchsafed to me, / Since now all dreamed-of sweets of ecstasy … -
First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour / With love so sudden and so sweet. / Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower … -
Song [Secret Love]
I hid my love when young while I / Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly / I hid my love to my despite … -
A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
As virtuous men pass mildly away, / And whisper to their souls to go, / Whilst some of their sad friends do say, … -
Song: Sweetest love I do not go . . .
Sweetest love, I do not go, / For weariness of thee, / Nor in hope the world can show … -
The Bait
Come live with me, and be my love, / And we will some new pleasures prove / Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, … -
O love me truly!
You say you love; but with a voice / Chaster than a nun's, who singeth / The soft vespers to herself … -
Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art— / Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, / And watching, with eternal lids apart, …
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