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Marriage Morning  (by: Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809 - 1892))
Heart, are you great enough
For a love that never tires?
O' heart, are you great enough for love?
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Midsummer  (by: Sidney King Russell)
You loved me for an hour
But only with your eyes...
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My Love Is Like To Ice  (by: Edmund Spenser (1552 - 1599))
My love is like to ice, and I like fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire...
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Night Piece To Julia, The  (by: Robert Herrick (1591 - 1674))
Let not the darke thee cumber;
What though the Moon does slumber?
The Starres of the night
Will lend thee their light,
Like Tapers cleare without number.
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Non Sum Qualis Eram Bonae Sub Regno Cynarae  (by: Ernest Dowson (1867-1900))
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
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Desire of Love Poems Books

O Mistress Mine  (by: William Shakespeare (1546 - 1616))
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter...
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October  (by: William Morris (1834 - 1896))
Come down, O love; may not our hands still meet,
Since still we live today, forgetting June,
Forgetting May, deeming October sweet?
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Of Things Untold  (by: Shawn Mikula)
Of things untold,
I watch in mute amazement
as our love unfolds
into a million
iridescent worlds...
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One Perfect Rose  (by: Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967))
A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet-
One perfect rose.
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Passionate Shepard to His Love, The  (by: Christopher Marlowe (1564 - 1593))
Come live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
Or woods or steepy mountain yields.
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