How sweet the answer Echo makes To Music at night When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away o’er lawns and lakes Goes answering light! Yet Love hath echoes truer far And far more sweet Than e’er, beneath the moonlight’s star, Of horn or lute or softRead More →
Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in. Time, you thief! who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in. Say I’m weary, say I’m sad; Say that health and wealth have missed me; Say I’m growing old, but add — Jenny kissedRead More →
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that ‘s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow’d to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, HadRead More →
The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle. Why not I with thine? – See the mountainsRead More →
One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdain’d For thee to disdain it. One hope is too like despair For prudence to smother, And pity from thee more dear Than that from another. I can give not what men call love; ButRead More →
I ne’er was struck before that hour With love so sudden and so sweet, Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower And stole my heart away complete. My face turned pale as deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away, And when she looked, what could I ail? MyRead More →
This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb, So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood So in my veins red life might streamRead More →
I still recall the wondrous moment When you appeared before my eyes, Just like a fleeting apparition, Just like pure beauty’s distillation. When’er I languished in the throes of hopeless grief Amid the troubles of life’s vanity, Your sweet voice lingered on in me, Your dear face came to meRead More →
I loved you; even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain; But do not let it cause you more distress, I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and the timid know; SoRead More →
Love has its own instinct. It knows how to find the road to The heart just as the weakest insect moves towards its Flower by an irresistible will which fears nothing. ~ Honore de BalzacRead More →
