Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May;
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare
Sonnet #43, From the Portuguese
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, - I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Love's Philosophy
The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of Heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine? -
See the mountains kiss high Heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Stanzas For Music
There be none of Beauty's daughters
With music like thee;
And like music on the waters
Is they sweet voice to me:
When, as if its sound were causing
The charmed ocean's pausing,
The waves lie still and gleaming,
And the lull'd winds seem dreaming.
And the midnight moon is weaving
Her bright chain o'er the deep;
Whose breast is gently heaving,
As an infant's asleep:
So the spirit bows before thee,
To listen and adore thee;
With a full but soft emotion,
Like the swell of a Summer's ocean.
Lord Byron
Bright Star,...
Bright Star, would I were stedfast as thou art -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors -
No - yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever - or else swwon to death.
John Keats
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teresa london ky
Posted at 8:31am on Sunday, January 31st, 2010
love poems are very excellent and come from the heart
Victoria New York
Posted at 8:39am on Saturday, January 30th, 2010
Well. Um. Cindy. Can you do us all a favor and be quiet. The things you say are obviously hurtful and it makes you a racist. So please. Shut up b****. Oh, that's right _I_ said it.
Cindy New York
Posted at 8:37am on Saturday, January 30th, 2010
Why r all these stuck up B****s from India. Do you have to eat your own hair because your so poor? Filthy mud bloods. Ha I am hilarious. Oh, were you taught how to laugh or can you only smack yourself until you collapse? Yea that's right I said it.
Sheryl North Dakota
Posted at 8:33am on Saturday, January 30th, 2010
Wow! I was just reading the second one because I was bored and I noticed from the first line that it was the poem I presented in 5th Grade in front of the class and I had a heart shirt, heart pants, heart hair thing, even hershey kisses. I am 34 now and I still remember cramming for that thing I have to memorize and I also noticed it was it because it was written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
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Posted at 3:04am on Friday, January 29th, 2010
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Posted at 4:47pm on Saturday, January 16th, 2010
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Posted at 11:08pm on Wednesday, December 9th, 2009