Quotes

Love Poem: I Love Thee I love thee, as I love the calm Of sweet, star-lighted hours!I love thee, as I love the balm Of early jes’mine flow’rs.I love thee, as I love the last Rich smile of fading day,Which lingereth, like the look we cast, On rapture pass’d away.I love thee as I love […]

Love Poem: I swear, since seeing Your face,the whole world is fraud and fantasyThe garden is bewildered as to what is leafor blossom. The distracted birdscan’t distinguish the birdseed from the snare. A house of love with no limits,a presence more beautiful than venus or the moon,a beauty whose image fills the mirror of the

Love Poem: I am a sculptor, a molder of form.In every moment I shape an idol.But then, in front of you, I melt them downI can rouse a hundred formsand fill them with spirit,but when I look into your face,I want to throw them in the fire.My souls spills into yours and is blended.Because my

Love Poem: i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;and whatever is done by only meis your doing, my darling)i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world (for beautiful

Love Poem: Love Sonnet XI I crave your mouth,your voice, your hair.Silent and starving,I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me,dawn disrupts me, all dayI hunt for the liquid measureof your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh,your handsthe color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stonesof your fingernails,I want to eat your

Love Poem: In Love The day you appeared I lost my heartTo you, to love.And from that day I cannot partFrom you, from love. You hold me tightTo you, to love.In my thoughts all day and nightOf you, of love. I offer all that I have to giveTo you, to love.And all my days I

Love Poem: Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII And wilt thou have me fashion into speechThe love I bear thee, finding words enough,And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,Between our faces, to cast light upon each? I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teachMy hand to hold my spirit so far offFrom

Love Poem: Sonnets from the Portuguese XIV If thou must love me, let it be for noughtExcept for love’s sake only. Do not say‘I love her for her smile–her look–her wayOf speaking gently,–for a trick of thoughtThat falls in well with mine, and certes broughtA sense of pleasant ease on such a day’–For these things

Love Poem: If only I were a clever woman, I could describe to you my gorgeous bird, how you unite in yourself the beauties of form, plumage, and song! I would tell you that you are the greatest marvel of all ages, and I should only be speaking the simple truth. But to put all

Love Poem: Damelus’ Song to Diaphenia Diaphenia, like the daffadowndilly,White as the sun, fair as the lily,Heigh ho, how I do love thee!I do love thee as my lambsAre belovëd of their dams—How blest were I if thou wouldst prove me! Diaphenia, like the spreading roses,That in thy sweets all sweets incloses,Fair sweet, how I