Love Poems – Page 2682
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“My heid is like to rend, Willie”
My heid is like to rend, Willie, / My heart is like to break; / I ’m wearin’ aff my feet, Willie, … -
A Woman’s Love
A Sentinel angel, sitting high in glory, / Heard this shrill wail ring out from Purgatory: / “Have mercy, mighty angel, hear my story! … -
“Has summer come without the rose?”
Has summer come without the rose, / Or left the bird behind? / Is the blue changed above thee, … -
The Dirty Old Man
A Lay of Leadenhall / [A singular man, named Nathaniel Bentley, for many years kept a large hardware-shop in Leadenhall Street, London. He was best know as Dirty Dick (Dick, for alliteration’s sake, probably), and his place of business as the Dirty Warehouse. He died about the year 1809. These ve… -
Home, Wounded
Wheel me into the sunshine, / Wheel me into the shadow, / There must be leaves on the woodbine, … -
To Diane de Poitiers
From the French by Louise Stuart Costello / FAREWELL! since vain is all my care, / Far, in some desert rude, … -
Woman’s Inconstancy
I Loved thee once, I ’ll love no more, / Thine be the grief as is the blame; / Thou art not what thou wast before, … -
Time’s Revenge
From the Greek by Robert Bland / SHE, who but late in beauty’s flower was seen, / Proud of her auburn curls and noble mien— … -
“Alas! how light a cause”
From “The Light of the Harem” / ALAS! how light a cause may move / Dissension between hearts that love! … -
Blighted Love
From the Portuguese by Lord Strangford / FLOWERS are fresh, and bushes green, / Cheerily the linnets sing; …
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