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Love Poems by category

Romantic Love

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My love is like a red red rose - Robert Burns

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Sonnets from the Portuguese, How do I love thee? - Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun - William Shakespeare

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Shall I compare thee to a summers day? - William Shakespeare

bullet She walks in beauty, like the night - Lord Byron bullet One day I wrote her name - Edmund Spenser bullet Song : To Celia - Ben Jonson bullet To Mary - John Clare bullet First love - John Clare

Celebrations

bullet The Milkmaid's Epithalamium  - Thomas Randolph
bullet A Dedication to my wife  - T.S. Eliot

Separations

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Remember - Christina Rossetti

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Renouncement - Alice Meynell

bullet Stop all the clocks  - W.H. Auden bullet You left me - Emily Dickinson

Persuasions

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To his coy Mistress - Andrew Marvell

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To the Virgins, Make Much of Time - Robert  Herrick

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The passionate shepherd - Christopher Marlowe

bullet Her Reply (To the Passionate Shepherd to his love)  - Sir Walter Ralegh (Raleigh) bullet Wishes to his (supposed) mistress  - Richard Crashaw

 

Anti - Love

bullet I went to the garden of love - William Blake

Unsorted (As yet)

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Matthew Arnold

bullet Dover Beach

 

B

  William Blake


bullet The Clod and the Pebble bullet My pretty rose tree

 

Elizabeth Barrett Browning


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Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII

Robert Burns

 

 

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Ae fond kiss, and then we sever - song

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It was upon a Lammas night - song

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John Anderson my Jo

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O whistle and I'll come to ye, my lad

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The Banks o' Doon

 

Lord Byron


bullet So, we'll go no more a-roving bullet When we two parted

 

C

  Thomas Campion
bullet There is a garden in her face

 

Charles Cotton bullet Two Rural Sisters

 

D   Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 

 

bullet A charm invests a face bullet Come slowly, Eden bullet Heart, we will forget him, bullet Hope is a thing with feathers bullet I gave myself to him bullet I held a jewel in my fingers bullet I many times thought peace had come bullet I never lost as much bullet I should not dare bullet If you were coming in the fall bullet My friend must be a bird bullet My River bullet Wild Nights

 

F   Robert Frost
bullet To Earthward

 

H  
Heinrich Heine
bullet Of Pearls and Stars

 

Robert  Herrick

 

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Upon Julia's Clothes

 

K   Omar Khayyam

 


bullet A book of verse bullet Ah my beloved bullet Come fill the cup bullet For some we loved bullet Never blows so red bullet You know my friends

 

L   Walter Savage Landor
bullet You Smiled

 

M   Christopher Marlowe


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The Face of Helen

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Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?

 

Alice Meynell

 

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Changeless

 

P   Edgar Allen Poe
bullet Annabel Lee bullet Eulalie bullet To Helen

 

R

  Christina Rossetti

 

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The first day

 

S

 

William Shakespeare

 


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O mistress mine, Feste's song from Twelfth Night

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Sonnet CXVI

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That time of year

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Tell her that's young

 

Percy Bysshe Shelley


bullet The Indian Serenade bullet Music, When soft voices die bullet When the lamp is shattered

 

Philip Sidney
bullet My True Love has my Heart

 

Edmund Spenser

 

bullet My love is like to ice

 

U   Unknown bullet Bonny Barbara Allen

 

W   Walt Whitman
bullet To a Stranger

 

John Wilnot, Earl of Rochester

bullet The Imperfect Enjoyment

 

William Wordsworth

 

bullet She dwelt among the untrodden ways bullet We are seven

 

Y

 

William Butler Yeats

 

 

bullet A Drinking Song bullet Brown Penny bullet He wishes for the cloths of heaven bullet The ragged wood bullet The sorrow of love bullet The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart bullet When you are old

 

 

Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh,

When I am sad and weary. When I think all hope has gone.
When I walk along High Holborn, I think of you with nothing on
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Adrian Mitchell

Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont,

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Love is, above all, the gift of oneself. - Jean Anouilh,

When I am sad and weary. When I think all hope has gone.
When I walk along High Holborn, I think of you with nothing on
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Adrian Mitchell

Those have most power to hurt us that we love. - Francis Beaumont,

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