Poems of Love from the Best AuthorsE.P. Dutton, 1893 |
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... touch Of him it ever loved in life so much , And throb again - warm , tender , true to thee . II . I believe , if in my grave , Hidden in woody deeps all by the waves , Your eyes should drop some warm tears of regret , From every salty ...
... touch Of him it ever loved in life so much , And throb again - warm , tender , true to thee . II . I believe , if in my grave , Hidden in woody deeps all by the waves , Your eyes should drop some warm tears of regret , From every salty ...
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... touch of her hand can sever . Ah me ! ' tis folly to plan at all . Those that we love may the soonest fail us ; We may grow to worship where now we hate ; And what do our plans and dreams avail us ? Better to leave it all with Fate ...
... touch of her hand can sever . Ah me ! ' tis folly to plan at all . Those that we love may the soonest fail us ; We may grow to worship where now we hate ; And what do our plans and dreams avail us ? Better to leave it all with Fate ...
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... touch . With a tender touch they closed up well The sweet thin lips that had secrets to tell ; About her brows and beautiful face They tied her veil and her marriage lace ; And drew on her white feet her white silk shoes- Which were the ...
... touch . With a tender touch they closed up well The sweet thin lips that had secrets to tell ; About her brows and beautiful face They tied her veil and her marriage lace ; And drew on her white feet her white silk shoes- Which were the ...
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... tresses , room For some orange buds to bloom ? May I such a garland weave ? Aimer , aimer , c'est à vivre . Or , if I presume too much , Teaching French by sense of touch , 37 Grant me pardon and reprieve- Aimer , aimer , c'est.
... tresses , room For some orange buds to bloom ? May I such a garland weave ? Aimer , aimer , c'est à vivre . Or , if I presume too much , Teaching French by sense of touch , 37 Grant me pardon and reprieve- Aimer , aimer , c'est.
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... touch fell there , It had warmed that heart to life , with love ; For the first thing I touched was warm , I swear , And I could feel it move . " Twas the hand of a man that was moving slow O'er the heart of the dead - from the other ...
... touch fell there , It had warmed that heart to life , with love ; For the first thing I touched was warm , I swear , And I could feel it move . " Twas the hand of a man that was moving slow O'er the heart of the dead - from the other ...
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Aimer ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE arms beauty Beware bliss blush bonnie bosom breast breath bride bright brow c'est à vivre CARINOSAS cheek CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE clasp Cupid darling dead dear death doth Douglas dream ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fingers flowers Forever thine forget girl glory golden gone hair hair-my pet hand hath hear heard heart heaven I-am left kiss knew lass lassie light lips live Lochinvar look LORD BYRON love thee Love's lover sang maiden ne'er Netherby never night o'er pain passion R. D. BLACKMORE Robin Adair rose SAMUEL DANIEL SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Say nay shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft SONG sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell tender There's thing THOMAS MOORE thought touch trot true Twas untrue Love wee wife weep whisper wilt thou leave wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED woman words ye're young
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Стр. 46 - Eske river where ford there was none ; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Стр. 67 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of Roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and Ivy buds, Thy Coral clasps and Amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee, and be thy love.
Стр. 206 - Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Стр. 47 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied : Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide ! And now am I come, with this lost love of mine To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 66 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Стр. 76 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face. I told her of the knight that wore Upon his shield a burning brand ; And that for ten long years he wooed The Lady of the Land. I told her how he pined : and ah ! The deep, the low, the pleading tone With which I sang another's love, Interpreted my own.
Стр. 197 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Стр. 49 - In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Стр. 77 - All impulses of soul and sense Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve ; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistingnishable throng.
Стр. 113 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.