Come, the wind may never again Blow as now it blows for us; And the stars may never again shine as now they shine; Long before October returns, Seas of blood will have parted us; And you must crush the love in your heart, and I the love in mine! —Emily Brontë Check out Funny Love . . .
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways. —A. E. Housman Check out Funny Love Songs Check out Romantic Love Songs . . .
In Muted Tone
Gently, let us steep our love In the silence deep, as thus, Branches arching high above Twine their shadows over us. Let us blend our souls as one, Hearts’ and senses’ ecstasies, Evergreen, in unison With the pines’ vague lethargies. Dim your eyes and, heart at rest, Freed from all . . .
Carrefour
O You, Who came upon me once Stretched under apple-trees just after bathing, Why did you not strangle me before speaking Rather than fill me with the wild white honey of your words And then leave me to the mercy Of the forest bees. —Amy Lowell Check out Funny Love Songs Check . . .
Dreams
I To dream of love, and, waking, to remember you: As though, being dead, one dreamed of heaven, and woke in hell. At night my lovely dreams forget the old farewell: Ah! wake not by his side, lest you remember . . .