I Have Loved Flowers That Fade (by: Robert Bridges (1844 - 1930)) I have loved flowers that fade, Within whose magic tents Rich hues have marriage made With sweet unmemoried scents... continue reading
Linnet, The (by: Robert Bridges (1844 - 1930)) I heard a linnet courting His lady in the spring: His mates were idly sporting, Nor stayed to hear him sing His song of love. continue reading
So Sweet Love Seemed That April Morn (by: Robert Bridges (1844 - 1930)) So sweet love seemed that april morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not strange We thought that love could never change. continue reading
