Shakespeare Love Poems ( 41 )


  • Jan 31, 2014
    I do not love you as if you were salt rose ...

    I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
    or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
    I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

     

    &n...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Bright star would I were steadfast as thou art...

    BRIGHT star! would I were steadfast 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 ...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Let me not to the marriage of true minds...

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which  alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove.
    O no, it is an ever fixèd mark
    That looks on...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Cupid laid by his brand ...

    Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep:
    A maid of Dian’s this advantage found,
    And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep
    In a cold valley-fountain of that ground;
    Which borrow’d from this holy fire of...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    I Love Thee not ...

    Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not,
    When I against myself with thee partake?
    Do I not think on thee, when I forgot
    Am of myself, all tyrant, for thy sake?
    Who hateth thee that I do call my friend?
    On whom...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    In loving thee...

    In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn,
    But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing,
    In act thy bed-vow broke and new faith torn,
    In vowing new hate after new love bearing.
    But why of two oaths’ br...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Love is my Sin...

    Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,
    Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
    O, but with mine compare thou thine own state,
    And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
    Or, if it do, not from those lips of thin...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    When to the sessions of sweet silent thought ...

    When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
    I summon up remembrance of things past,
    I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
    And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
    Then can I drown an eye, unused to fl...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Spring and Winter i...

    WHEN daisies pied and violets blue,
       And lady-smocks all silver-white,
    And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
       Do paint the meadows with delight,
    The cuckoo then, on every tree,
    Mocks married men...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    You will love me yet and I can tarry...

    You'll love me yet and I can tarry
    Your love's protracted growing:
    June reared that bunch of flowers you carry
    From seeds of April's sowing.

     

     

    I plant a heartful now: some s...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Meeting at Night ...

    The gray sea and the long black land;
    And the yellow half-moon large and low;
    And the startled little waves that leap
    In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
    As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
    And quench its spe...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    My delight and thy delight...

    My delight and thy delight
    Walking, like two angels white,
    In the gardens of the night:

     

     

    My desire and thy desire
    Twinning to a tongue of fire,
    Leaping live, and laughing higher...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Praised Be Dianas Fair and Harmless Light ...

    Praised be Diana's fair and harmless light;
    Praised be the dews wherewith she moists the ground;
    Praised be her beams, the glory of the night;
    Praised be her power, by which all powers abound.

     

    &n...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Desires truly from the heart ...

    Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame;
    It is the reflex of our earthly frame,
    That takes its meaning from the nobler part,
    And but translates the language of the heart.

     

    By ~ Samuel Ta...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Heart we will forget him...

    Heart, we will forget him,
    You and I, tonight!
    You must forget the warmth he gave,
    I will forget the light.

     

     

    When you have done pray tell me,
    Then I, my thoughts, will dim.

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Her Voice ...

    The wild bee reels from bough to bough
    With his furry coat and his gauzy wing,
    Now in a lily-cup, and now
    Setting a jacinth bell a-swing,
    In his wandering;
    Sit closer love: it was here I trow
    I made that...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    I am shut out of mine own heart...

    I am shut out of mine own heart
    because my love is far from me,
    nor in the wonders have I part
    that fill its hidden empery:

     

     

    The wildwood of adventurous thought
    and lands of daw...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    To Jane...

    The keen stars were twinkling,
    And the fair moon was rising among them,
    Dear Jane.
    The guitar was tinkling,
    But the notes were not sweet till you sung them
    Again.

     

     

    As the...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Life in a Love...

    Escape me?
    Never—
    Beloved!
    While I am I, and you are you,
    So long as the world contains us both,
    Me the loving and you the loth,
    While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
    My life is a fau...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    A charm invests a face...

    A charm invests a face
    Imperfectly beheld.
    The lady dare not lift her veil
    For fear it be dispelled.

     

     

    But peers beyond her mesh,
    And wishes, and denies,
    Lest interview an...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Annabel Lee ...

    It was many and many a year ago,
    In a kingdom by the sea,
    That a maiden there lived whom you may know
    By the name of Annabel Lee;
    And this maiden she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me....

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Bride Song ...

    Too late for love, too late for joy,
    Too late, too late!
    You loitered on the road too long,
    You trifled at the gate:
    The enchanted dove upon her branch
    Died without a mate;
    The enchanted princess in her ...

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Come live with me and be my love...

    Come live with me and be my love
    Christopher Marlowe


    Come live with me and be my love,
    And we will all the pleasures prove
    That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
    Woods or steepy mountain yields.

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  • Jan 31, 2014
    Who is Silvia...

    Who is Silvia? what is she,
        That all our swains commend her?
    Holy, fair, and wise is she;
        The heaven such grace did lend her,
    That she might admirèd be.

     

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