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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 every day’s. Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
- To My Dear and Loving Husband – Anne Bradstreet
- Mad Girl’S Love Song – Sylvia Plath
- A Red, Red Rose – Robert Burns
- My True Love Hath My Heart, and I Have His – Philip Sidney
- How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways – Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Come, and Be My Baby – Maya Angelou
- Love (III) – George Herbert
- Shake Hands, We Shall Never Be Friends, All’s Over – A. E. Housman
- A Prayer For My Daughter – W. B. Yeats
- Mother O’ Mine – Rudyard Kipling
If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me ye women if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, Nor aught but love from thee, give recompence. Thy love is such I...
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. I think I made you up inside my head. The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. I think I made ...
O my Luve is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a’ the seas gang dry. Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While ...
My true love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss; There never was a bargain better driven. His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: He loves my heart, for once it was his own; I cherish his because in me it bides. His heart ...
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 every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I ...
The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast And folks is smoking anything that’ll burn Some people wrap their lives around a cocktail glass And you sit wondering where you’re going to turn. I got it. Come. And be my baby. Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow But others say we’ve got a week or two The paper is full of every kind ...
Love bade me welcome. Yet my soul drew back Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked any thing. A guest, I answered, worthy to be here: Love said, You shall be he. I the unkind, ungrateful? Ah my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand,...
Shake hands, we shall never be friends, all’s over; I only vex you the more I try. All’s wrong that ever I’ve done or said, And nought to help it in this dull head: Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye. But if you come to a road where danger Or guilt or anguish or shame’s to share, Be good to the lad that loves you true And the soul that was born to ...
Once more the storm is howling, and half hid Under this cradle-hood and coverlid My child sleeps on. There is no obstacle But Gregory’s wood and one bare hill Whereby the haystack- and roof-levelling wind, Bred on the Atlantic, can be stayed; And for an hour I have walked and prayed Because of the great gloom that is in my mind. I have walked and p...
If I were hanged on the highest hill, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! I know whose love would follow me still, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! If I were drowned in the deepest sea, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! I know whose tears would come down to me, Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! If I were damned of body and soul, I know whose prayers...
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One of the most famous poems about selfless love is "Love" by Roy Croft. It encapsulates the essence of selflessness and beautifully portrays the unwavering devotion that love can bring. The poem reads: I love you, not only for what you are, But for what I am when I am with you. I love you, not only for what you have made of yourself,
Jan 24, 2024 · With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven. Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling. My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came. And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre.
- When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you'd like them to be. Leo Tolstoy. Love, Marriage, Loving Someone.
- The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them.
- Intense love does not measure, it just gives. Mother Teresa. Love, Wisdom, Inspiration.
- Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything. Katharine Hepburn. Love, Inspirational, Romantic.
Feb 23, 2024 · My head can get swole. And my heart was turning into coal. You all showed me my worth. I, finally, feel so hold purpose on this earth. Six months, and you will see, A better, stronger, and wiser me. I never knew unconditional love or stability like this. All I knew was how to hug and kiss. Two west, two west—.
1. “Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being.”. – Ram Dass. 2. “Love is not a temporary feeling or emotion. Emotions and feelings change, sometimes, daily, but true unconditional love is everlasting.”. – Anonymous.
