Love Poems – Page 42
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“The Man with the Hoe”: a Reply
“Let us a little permit Nature to take her own way: she better understands her own affairs than we.” / —MONTAIGNE, Of Experience. / NATURE reads not our labels, “great” and “small”; … -
“The midges dance aboon the burn”
The Midges dance aboon the burn; / The dews begin to fa’; / The pairtricks down the rushy holm … -
“The might of one fair face”
From the Italian by John Edward Taylor / THE MIGHT of one fair face sublimes my love, / For it hath weaned my heart from low desires; … -
“The world is too much with us”
The world is too much with us; late and soon, / Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; / Little we see in nature that is ours; … -
“There is a garden in her face”
From “An Houre’s Recreation in Musicke,” 1606 / THERE is a garden in her face, / Where roses and white lilies blow; … -
“There is no death”
There is no death! the stars go down / To rise upon some other shore, / And bright in heaven’s jewelled crown … -
“There is such power”
From “Sonnets in Shadow” / THERE is such power even in smallest things / To bring the dear past back; a flower’s tint, … -
“There was a little girl”
There was a little girl, / And she had a little curl / Right in the middle of her forehead. … -
“There was a small boy of Quebec”
There was a small boy of Quebec, / Who was buried in snow to his neck; / When they said. “Are you friz?” … -
“There was a young lady of Niger”
There was a young lady of Niger / Who smiled as she rode on a Tiger; / They came back from the ride …
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