Love Poems – Page 37
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“O Swallow, Swallow, flying South”
From “The Princess” / O SWALLOW, Swallow, flying, flying South, / Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves, … -
“O whistle, and I’ll come to you, my lad”
O Whistle, and I ’ll come to you, my lad, / O whistle, and I ’ll come to you, my lad, / Tho’ father and mither and a’ should gae mad, … -
“O winter! wilt thou never, never go?”
O Winter! wilt thou never, never go? / O summer! but I weary for thy coming, / Longing once more to hear the Luggie flow, … -
“O yet we trust that somehow good”
From “In Memoriam,” LIII. / O YET we trust that somehow good / Will be the final goal of ill, … -
“O, breathe not his name”
Robert Emmet / O, BREATHE not his name! let it sleep in the shade, / Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid; … -
“O, do not wanton with those eyes”
O, Do not wanton with those eyes, / Lest I be sick with seeing; / Nor cast them down, but let them rise, … -
“O, fairest of rural maids!”
O, Fairest of the rural maids! / Thy birth was in the forest shades; / Green boughs, and glimpses of the sky, … -
“O, lay thy hand in mine, dear!”
O, Lay thy hand in mine, dear! / We ’re growing old; / But Time hath brought no sign, dear, … -
“O, may I join the choir invisible!”
O, May I join the choir invisible / Of those immortal dead who live again / In minds made better by their presence; live … -
“O, my Luve ’s like a red, red rose”
O, My Luve ’s like a red, red rose / That ’s newly sprung in June: / O, my Luve ’s like the melodie …
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