Love Poems – Page 3117
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The Handsel Ring
“here, o lily-white lady mine, / Here by thy warrior sire’s own shrine, / Handsel I thee by this golden sign, … -
The Happiest Heart
Who drives the horses of the sun / Shall lord it but a day; / Better the lowly deed were done, … -
The Happy Heart
From “Patient Grissell,” Act I. Sc. 1. / ART thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers? / O sweet content! … -
The Happy Hour
The Busy day is over, / The household work is done; / The cares that fret the morning … -
The Happy Mother
An’ O! may I never live single again, / I wish I may never live single again; / I hae a gudeman, an’ a hame o’ my ain, … -
The Harbor
Passing through huddled and ugly walls, / By doorways where women haggard / Looked from their hunger-deep eyes, … -
The Harlequin of Dreams
Swift, through some trap mine eyes have never found, / Dim-panelled in the painted scene of Sleep, / Thou, giant Harlequin of Dreams, dost leap … -
The harm of Years is on him —
The harm of Years is on him — / The infamy of Time — / Depose him like a Fashion … -
The Harp of the Wind
My house stands high— / Where the harp of the wind / Plays all day, … -
The Haunted Palace
In the greenest of our valleys / By good angels tenanted, / Once a fair and stately palace— …
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