I Hid My Love (by: John Clare (1793 - 1864)) I hid my love to my despite Till i could not bear to look at the light: I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place... continue reading
It Was A Lover And His Lass (by: William Shakespeare (1546 - 1616)) It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass continue reading
Know Celia, Since Thou Art So Proud (by: Thomas Carew (1594 - 1640)) Know, Celia, since thou art so proud, 'Twas I that gave thee thy renown. Thou hadst in the forgotten crowd Of common beauties lived unknown Had not my verse extolled thy name, And with it imped the wings of Fame. continue reading
So Bashful When I Spied Her (by: Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)) So breathless till I passed here -- So helpless when I turned And bore her struggling, blushing... continue reading
There Is a Lady Sweet and Kind (by: Thomas Ford (1580 - 1648)) There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never a face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I'll love her till I die. continue reading
