Love poems

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On the Dark, Still, Dry Warm Weather, Occasionally Happening in the Winter Months

© Gilbert White

To Thomas Pennant, Esquire. ... equidem credo, quia sit divinitus illis Ingenium. Virg., Georg.

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Youth in Age

© Ethelwyn Wetherald

When younger women stand a breathing space Before their mirrors, with an inward smile At burnished hair or slender throat or wileOf dimpled chin, or nest a rose in laceAnd note how perfectly it mates the face, I, pallid, worn and hollow-templed, pile My heart with thoughts of secret triumphs, whileYoung hopes are mine, young bliss and youth's light pace

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Unheard Criticism

© Ethelwyn Wetherald

I talked with you to-day, all three,Two of you lurked unseen:Yourself, the boy you used to be,And the man you might have been.

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The Prayer of the Year

© Ethelwyn Wetherald

Leave me Hope when I am old, Strip my joys from me,Let November to the cold Bare each leafy tree;Chill my lover, dull my friend. Only, while I gropeTo the dark the silent end, Leave me Hope!

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The Cicada

© Ethelwyn Wetherald

When the sun is hot and growing hotter,And the pond is dry as the ink on a blotter,When dust on the lilac leaves is showing

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At the Window

© Ethelwyn Wetherald

How thick about the window of my life Buzz insect-like the tribe of petty frets:Small cares, small thoughts, small trials, and small strife, Small loves and hates, small hopes and small regrets.

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O Canada

© Robert Stanley Weir

"That True North." -- Tennyson

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Oh Mother of a Mighty Race

© William Cullen Bryant

OH mother of a mighty race
Yet lovely in thy youthful grace!
The elder dames thy haughty peers
Admire and hate thy blooming years.
With words of shame 5
And taunts of scorn they join thy name.

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From The Duchess of Malfi (“O let us howl, some heavy note”)

© John Webster

O let us howl, some heavy note, Some deadly-dogged howl,Sounding as from the threat'ning throat Of beasts and fatal fowl

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Viroconium

© Webb Mary

Virocon -- Virocon --Still the ancient name rings onAnd brings, in the untrampled wheat,The tumult of a thousand feet.

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Danny Boy

© Weatherly Frederick Edward

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to glen, and down the mountain side,The summer's gone, and all the roses fallingIt's you, it's you must go, and I must bide

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The Sparrow

© Albert Durrant Watson

A little meal of frozen cake, A little drink of snow,And when the sun is setting, A broad-eaved bungalow.

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Dream-fishing

© Albert Durrant Watson

Into the silent stream Of consciousness I flungDeep nets of sleep, and caught the dream That Love is always young.

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The Study of a Spider

© Warren John Byrne Leicester

From holy flower to holy flowerThou weavest thine unhallowed bower

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Dithyramb

© Warren John Byrne Leicester

Sunbright ale is royal food,Jarring cups disloyal feud. I will cheer my soaking mood Till the orchards reel.

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Working Class

© Warr Bertram

We have heard no nightingales singingin cool, dim lane, where eveningcomes like a procession through the aisles at passion-tide,filling the church with quiet prayer dressed in white

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Act of Love

© Warr Bertram

Over this sticky mound of us--You flaccid and sagging into sleep,Exuding, after the diligence of your response,The sour smell of the unbathed;Me, lingering flatly on banality,The euphemistic

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Albion's England

© William Warner

The Brutons thus departed hence, seven kingdoms here begun,--Where diversely in divers broils the Saxons lost and won,--King Edel and king Adelbright in Diria jointly reign;In loyal concord during life these kingly friends remain

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Tender Mercies, on my Way

© Waring Anna Letitia

Tender mercies, on my way Falling softly like the dew,Sent me freshly every day, I will bless the Lord for you.

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FINIS. To the Superior Animal

© Waring Anna Letitia

To sum up all, I'm old -- and that's A fact the years decide;It is a common thing with cats And not a thing to hide.