How Do I Love Thee?
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 an ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,- I love thee with the Breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
– Elizabeth Barret BrowningTo Celia
Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kisse but in the cup,
And Ile not look for wine.
The thirst, that from the soule doth rise,
Doth aske a drink divine:
But might I of Jove’s Nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee, late, a rosie wreath,
Not so much honoring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
It could not withered be.
But thou thereon did’st onely breathe,
And sent’st it back to mee:
Since when it growes, and smells, I sweare,
Not of it selfe, but thee.
– Robert Burns: The Poetry (1896)Love Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.– William Shaespeare
One Perfect Rose
A single flow’r he sent me, since we met,
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted pure, with scented dew still wet – –
One perfect rose.I know the language of the floweret.
My fragile leaves, it said, his heart enclose.
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.Why is it no one ever sent yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it’s always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.
– Dorothy ParkerShall we compare our hearts to a garden –
with beautiful blooms, straggling weeds,
swooping birds and sunshine, rain –
and most importantly, seeds.
– Grey LivingstonYou’ve given me a reason
For smiling once again,
You’ve filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you’ve become my closest friend.You’ve shared your heartfelt secrets
And your trust you’ve given me,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, and love, and see.If life should end tomorrow
And from this world I should part,
I shall be forever young
For you have touched my heartValentines is near
Just wishing you were hereMy debt to you, Belovèd,
Is one I cannot pay
In any coin of any realm
On any reckoning day.
– Jessie B. RittenhouseA bell is no bell ’til you ring it,
A song is no song ’til you sing it,
And love in your heart
Wasn’t put there to stay –
Love isn’t love
‘Til you give it away.
– Oscar Hammerstein, Sound of Music, You Are Sixteen (Reprise)Must, bid the Morn awake!
Sad Winter now declines,
Each bird doth choose a mate;
This day’s Saint Valentine’s.
For that good bishop’s sake
Get up and let us see
What beauty it shall be
That Fortune us assigns.
– Michael DraytonLove is no respecter of age or practicality
Neither morality: unabashed
She enters where she will
Unheeding that her immortal fires
Burn up human hearts…
– Phillip Pulfrey, from Beyond MeA hundred hearts would be too few
To carry all my love for you.They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love,
if there’s moonlight all about and there’s no moon above.Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
– James J. WalkerI need the starshine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day’s great sun.
– Charles Hanson TowneI love you like crazy, baby
‘Cuz I’d go crazy without you.
– Pixie FoudreAh, lady, when I gave my heart to thee,
It passed into thy lifelong regency.
– Gilbert ParkerTell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star: –
So many times do I love again.
– Thomas Lovell BeddoesStaying far never breaks relation, staying near never builds relation.
Its a link between hearts, which never allows us to forget each other.
Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze.
– Elynor GlynCandle light, moon light, star light,
The brightest glow is from love light.
– Grey LivingstonMany are the starrs I see,
but in my eye no starr like thee.
– English sayingI claim there ain’t
Another Saint
As great as Valentine.
– Ogden NashMust, bid the Morn awake!
Sad Winter now declines,
Each bird doth choose a mate;
This day’s Saint Valentine’s.
– Michael DraytonI love thee – I love thee,
‘Tis all that I can say
It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day.
– Thomas Hood