Love Poems – Page 3514
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Last Sonnet
Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art— / Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, / And watching, with eternal lids apart, … -
Consolation
All are not taken; there are left behind / Living Belovèds, tender looks to bring / And make the daylight still a happy thing, … -
Grief
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless; / That only men incredulous of despair, / Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air … -
Sonnets from the Portuguese
I thought once how Theocritus had sung / Of the sweet years, the dear and wish'd-for years, / Who each one in a gracious hand appears … -
From Omar Khayyám
A book of Verses underneath the Bough, / A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou / Beside me singing in the Wilderness— … -
Summer Night
Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white; / Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk; / Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font: … -
Come down, O Maid
Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height: / What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang), / In height and cold, the splendour of the hills? … -
O that 'twere possible
O that 'twere possible / After long grief and pain / To find the arms of my true love … -
Misconceptions
This is a spray the Bird clung to, / Making it blossom with pleasure, / Ere the high tree-top she sprung to, … -
Marvel of Marvels
Marvel of marvels, if I myself shall behold / With mine own eyes my King in His city of gold; / Where the least of lambs is spotless white in the fold, …
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