Love Poems – Page 3206

• The Violin's Complaint

  Honest stradivari made men: / With the gift of love he blest me; / Once, delight, a master played me, …

  by William Roscoe Thayer

• The Virginians of the Valley

  The knightliest of the knightly race / That, since the days of old, / Have kept the lamp of chivalry …

  by Francis Orrery Ticknor

• The Vision of Sir Launfal

  Prelude to Part FirstOVER his keys the musing organist, / Beginning doubtfully and far away, / First lets his fingers wander as they list, …

  by James Russell Lowell

• The Vision of the Snow

  “she has gone to be with the angels;” / So they had always said / To the little questioner asking …

  by Margaret Junkin Preston

• The Voice

  Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me, / Saying that now you are not as you were / When you had changed from the one who was all to me, …

  by Thomas Hardy

• The Voice of the Dove

  Come listen, O Love, to the voice of the dove, / Come, hearken and hear him say, / There are many To-morrows, my Love, my Love,— …

  by Joaquin Miller

• The Voice of the Grass

  Here i come creeping, creeping everywhere; / By the dusty roadside, / On the sunny hill-side, …

  by Sarah Roberts Boyle

• The Voice of the Void

  I warn, like the one drop of rain / On your face, ere the storm; / Or tremble in whispered refrain …

  by George Parsons Lathrop

• The Voice that stands for Floods to me

  The Voice that stands for Floods to me / Is sterile borne to some — / The Face that makes the Morning mean …

• The Voiceless

  We count the broken lyres that rest / Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, / But o’er their silent sister’s breast …

  by Oliver Wendell Holmes

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