And when love speaks,
the voice of all the gods makes
heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Love is the emblem of eternity:
it confounds all notion of time:
effaces all memory of a beginning,
all fear of an end.
Germaine De Stael
Those who have courage to love
should have courage to suffer.
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills and fields,
Woods or steepy mountains yields.
And think not you can direct the
course of love. For love, if it finds
you worthy, directs your course.
There is no disguise which can hide
love for long where it exists,
or simulate it where it does not.
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
George Gordon, Lord Byron
Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach....
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Love is a haunting melody
That I have never mastered
And I fear I never will.
William S. Burroughs
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoy'd the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought,
to have done...
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies,
With the dying sun.
The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies,
When love is done.
Francis W. Bourdillon
If I know what love is,
It is because of you.
Be she sullen, I commend her
For a modest; be she merry,
For a kind one her prefer I.
Briefly, everything doth lend her
So much grace and so approve her
That for everything I love her.
A pity beyond all telling
Is hid in the heart of love.
Come my Celia, let us prove,
While we can, the sports of love;
Time will not be ours forever.
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Who ever loved,
that loved not at first sight?
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Edgar Allan Poe
Love is of all the passions the strongest,
for it attacks simultaneously the head,
the heart, and the senses.
Grow old along with me,
the best is yet to be.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
Nobody has ever measured,
not even poets, how much
the heart can hold.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
It is not proud. It is not rude, it is not
self-seeking. It is not easily angered,
Love does not delight in evil,
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trust,
Always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
I Corinthians 13:4-8
I'll love you till the ocean
Is folded and hung up to dry.
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
'The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue',
And I am two-and-twenty,
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth
have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add
Jenny kissed me.
I wished for nothing beyond her smile,
and to walk with her thus, hand in hand,
along a sun-warmed, flower-bordered path.
Only love can be divided endlessly
and still not diminish.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
One word frees us of all the weight
and pain of life: That word is Love.
But whenever I see you, I burst apart
And scatter the sky with my blazing heart.
It spits and sparkles in stars and balls,
Buds into roses—and flares, and falls.
My heart shall be thy garden.
So dear I love him that with him,
All deaths I could endure.
Without him, live no life.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.
George Gordon, Lord Byron
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?
Love feels no burden, thinks
nothing of trouble and attempts
what is above its strength.
Thomas A Kempis
Grace was in all her steps,
Heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.
Rowing in Eden.
Ah, the sea.
Might I but moor
Tonight with thee!
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
Absence diminishes small loves and
increases great ones, as the wind blows
out the candle and blows up the bonfire.
Francois de La Rouchefoucauld
I will know deep in my heart,
The only dream that mattered,
had come true....
In this life, I was loved by you.
True love is like ghosts, which everybody
talks about and few have seen.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies.
Unremembered and afar
I watched you as I watched a star,
Through darkness struggling into view,
And loved you better than you knew.
Elizabeth Akers Allen
Love looks not with the eyes,
but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid
I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars grow old...
All thoughts, all passions, all delights,
Whatever stirs this mortal frame,
All are but ministers of love
And feed this sacred flame.
Samuel Taylor Colridge
And I will come again, my luve
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.
If I should meet thee after long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.....
Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
While I have eyes to see;
And, having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.
Love is a god
Strong, free, unabounded,
and as some define
Fears nothing, pitieth none.
And looking to the Heaven,
that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the lot
that made me love you.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It warms me, it charms me,
To mention but her name;
It heats me, it beats me,
And set me a' on flame.
Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down, and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love's day.
The voice of my beloved! behold,
he cometh leaping upon the
mountains, skipping upon the hills.
Song of Solomon 2:8
But true love is a durable fire,
In the mind ever burning,
Never sick, never old, never dead,
From itself never turning.
Sir Walter Raleigh
I seem to have loved you
in numberless forms,
in life after life,
in age after age forever.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Ah Love! could you and I with Him conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
Would not we shatter it to bits—and then
Re-mold it nearer to the Heart's Desire!
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