Love Poems – Page 1341

• Hope Deferred

  His hand at last! By his own fingers writ, / I catch my name upon the wayworn sheet: / His hand—oh, reach it to me quick! And yet, …

  by Anonymous

• Hope is a strange invention —

  Hope is a strange invention — / A Patent of the Heart — / In unremitting action …

• Hope is a subtle Glutton —

  Hope is a subtle Glutton — / He feeds upon the Fair — / And yet — inspected closely …

• Hope of the Human Heart

  From “Anima Mundi” / GOD is good, / And flight is destined for the callow wing, …

  by Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton

• Hopefully Waiting

  “Blessed are they who are homesick, for they shall come at last to their Father’s house.”—HEINRICH STILLING. / NOT as you meant, O learnèd man, and good! / Do I accept thy words of truth and rest; …

  by Anson Davies Fitz Randolph

• Hopeless Grief

  I Tell you, hopeless grief is passionless,— / That only men incredulous of despair, / Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air …

  by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

• Hôpitaux

  Ô femmes dont les mains sont belles, / Vous dédiez, par charité, / Leur sûre et tranquille bonté …

  by Émile Verhaeren

• Hör’ ich das Liedchen klingen

  Hör’ ich das Liedchen klingen, / Das einst die Liebste sang, / So will mir die Brust zerspringen, …

  by Heinrich Heine

• Hora prima

  J’ai salué le jour dès avant mon réveil ; / Il colorait déjà ma pesante paupière, / Et je dormais encor, mais sa rougeur première …

  by Sully Prudhomme

• Hora santa

  Los espejos de límpida mirada / con una voluptuosa complacencia / copiaban tu imperial magnificencia …

  by Medardo Ángel Silva

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