By Robert Burns
O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s…
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
That’s…
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- By Lawrence RaabYears later they find themselves talking
about chances, moments when their lives
might have swerved… - By Molly PeacockWhat if we got outside ourselves and there
really was an outside out there, not just
our insides turned… - By Theodore RoethkeI knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when… - By Thom GunnI thought I was so tough,
But gentled at your hands,
Cannot be quick enough
To fly for you and show
… - By William ShakespeareShall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake… - By E. E. Cummingsi carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear… - By Denise LevertovThe ache of marriage:
thigh and tongue, beloved,
are heavy with it,
it throbs in the teeth
We look… - By Thomas MooreWhen ’midst the gay I meet
That gentle smile of thine,
Though still on me it turns most sweet,
I scarce… - By Christopher MarloweCome live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That Valleys, groves, hills, … - By Richard WilburThe eyes open to a cry of pulleys,
And spirited from sleep, the astounded soul
Hangs for a moment bodiless… - By Percy Bysshe ShelleyEmily,
A ship is floating in the harbour now,
A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow;
There is … - By Robert BrowningGrow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times… - By Edward LearI
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty… - By Elizabeth Barrett BrowningHow do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can… - By Anne BradstreetIf ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy… - By John DonneI wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked … - By John DonneCome live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal… - By John DonneIf yet I have not all thy love,
Dear, I shall never have it all;
I cannot breathe one other sigh, to… - By William MeredithTouching your goodness, I am like a man
Who turns a letter over in his hand
And you might think this…