Desert Pools (by: Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)) I love too much; I am a river Surging with spring that seeks the sea, I am too generous a giver, Love will not stoop to drink of me. continue reading
Down By the Salley Gardens (by: William Butler Yeats (1865 - 1939)) Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. continue reading
Dream-Love (by: Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828 - 1882)) Young Love lies dreaming; But who shall tell the dream? A perfect sunlight On rustling forest tips; Or perfect moonlight Upon a rippling stream; Or perfect silence, Or song of cherished lips. continue reading
Fair Singer, The (by: Andrew Marvell (1621 - 1678)) To make a final conquest of all me, Love did compose so sweet an enemy, In whom both beauties to my death agree, Joining themselves in fatal harmony... continue reading
First Love (by: John Clare (1793 - 1864)) Are flowers the winter's choice Is love's bed always snow She seemed to hear my silent voice Not love appeals to know. continue reading
Fixed Idea, A (by: Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)) You lie upon my heart as on a nest, Folded in peace, for you can never know How crushed I am with having you at rest Heavy upon my life... continue reading
Footsteps Of Angels (by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)) When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight... continue reading
Garden, The (by: Alice Meynell (1847 - 1922)) My heart shall be thy garden. Come, my own, Into thy garden; thine be happy hours Among my fairest thoughts, my tallest flowers, From root to crowning petal thine alone. continue reading
