Love Poems – Page 2736
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The Wife to her Husband
Linger not long. Home is not home without thee: / Its dearest tokens do but make me mourn. / O, let its memory, like a chain about thee, … -
My Old Kentucky Home
Negro Song / THE SUN shines bright on our old Kentucky home; / ’T is summer, the darkeys are gay; … -
The Present Good
From “The Task,” Book VI. / NOT to understand a treasure’s worth / Till time has stol’n away the slighted good, … -
“Moan, moan, ye dying gales”
Moan, moan, ye dying gales! / The saddest of your tales / Is not so sad as life; … -
The Vanity of the World
False world, thou ly’st: thou canst not lend / The least delight: / Thy favors cannot gain a friend, … -
The Wail of Prometheus Bound
From the Greek by Elizabeth Barrett Browning / From “Prometheus” / O HOLY Æther, and swift-winged Winds, … -
Samson on His Blindness
From “Samson Agonistes” / O LOSS of sight, of thee I must complain! / Blind among enemies, O, worse than chains, … -
Lines: “My prime of youth is but a frost of cares”
[Written in the Tower, the night before his probably unjust execution for treason] / MY prime of youth is but a frost of cares, / My feast of joy is but a dish of pain, … -
“Hence, all ye vain delights”
From “The Nice Valour,” Act III. Sc. 3. / HENCE, all ye vain delights, / As short as are the nights … -
The Fall of Cardinal Wolsey
From “King Henry VIII.,” Act III. Sc. 2. / CROMWELL, I did not think to shed a tear / In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, …
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