Love Poems – Page 3213

• The Wife to her Husband

  Linger not long. Home is not home without thee: / Its dearest tokens do but make me mourn. / O, let its memory, like a chain about thee, …

  by Anonymous

• The Wild Geese

  The wild geese, flying in the night, behold / Our sunken towns lie underneath a sea, / Which buoys them on its billows. Liberty …

  by James Herbert Morse

• The Wild Honeysuckle

  Fair flower, that dost so comely grow, / Hid in this silent, dull retreat, / Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, …

  by Philip Freneau

• The Wild Ride

  I hear in my heart, I hear in its ominous pulses, / All day, on the road, the hoofs of invisible horses; / All night, from their stalls, the importunate tramping and neighing. …

  by Louise Imogen Guiney

• The Will

  Before I sigh my last gasp, let me breathe, / Great Love, some legacies: here I bequeathe / Mine eyes to Argus, if mine eyes can see, …

  by John Donne

• The Will of God

  I Worship thee, sweet will of God! / And all thy ways adore; / And every day I live, I seem …

  by Frederick William Faber

• The Willis

  The willis are out to-night, / In the ghostly pale moonlight, / With robes and faces white. …

  by David Law Proudfit

• The Wind

  I Saw you toss the kites on high / And blow the birds about the sky; / And all around I heard you pass, …

  by Robert Louis Stevenson

• The Wind — tapped like a tired Man —

  The Wind — tapped like a tired Man — / And like a Host — "Come in" / I boldly answered — entered then …

• The Wind (Dickinson)

  As if some caravan of sound / On deserts, in the sky, / Had broken rank, …

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