Love Poems – Page 1345
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Hôte mélancolique
Hôte mélancolique / Des tombeaux et des croix, / J'errerai fantastique … -
House
Shall I sonnet-sing you about myself? / Do I live in a house you would like to see? / Is it scant of gear, has it store of pelf? … -
How blest the youth whom Fate ordains
How blest the youth whom Fate ordains / A kind relief from all his pains, / In some admired fair; … -
How brittle are the Piers
How brittle are the Piers / On which our Faith doth tread — / No Bridge below doth totter so — … -
How can the Heart forget her?
At her fair hands how have I grace entreated / With prayers oft repeated! / Yet still my love is thwarted: … -
How dare the robins sing,
How dare the robins sing, / When men and women hear / Who since they went to their account … -
How destitute is he
How destitute is he / Whose Gold is firm / Who finds it every time … -
How Do I Love Thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. / I love thee to the depth and breadth and height / My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight … -
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. / I love thee to the depth and breadth and height / My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight … -
How Far From Home
I hear the rising tempest moan, / My failing limbs have weary grown, / The flowers are shut, the streams are dried, …
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