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Love Poems - Authors Index

Love Poems: First lines | Authors | Quotes | Categories
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? | Come live with me and be my Love | O my Luve's like a red, red rose
She walks in beauty, like the night | Gather ye rosebuds while ye may | How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

Matthew Arnold

W.H. Auden

Stop all the clocks

William Blake

	The Clod and the Pebble
	I went to the garden of love
	My pretty rose tree

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

	Sonnets from the Portuguese, How do I love thee?
	Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIII

Robert Burns

	Ae fond kiss, and then we sever - song
	It was upon a Lammas night - song
	My love is like a red red rose
	John Anderson my Jo
	O whistle and I'll come to ye, my lad
	The Banks o' Doon

Lord Byron

	She walks in beauty, like the night
	So, we'll go no more a-roving
	When we two parted

Thomas Campion

There is a garden in her face

John Clare

	First love
	To Mary

Charles Cotton

Two Rural Sisters

Richard Crashaw,

Wishes to his (supposed) mistress

D

Emily Dickinson

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

E

T.S. Eliot

A Dedication to my wife

F

Robert Frost

H

Heinrich Heine

Of Pearls and Stars

Robert Herrick

	To the Virgins, Make Much of Time
	Upon Julia's Clothes

J

Ben Jonson

Song : To Celia

K

Omar Khayyam

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

L

Walter Savage Landor

M

Christopher Marlowe

	The Face of Helen
	The passionate shepherd
	Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?

Andrew Marvell

To his coy Mistress

Alice Meynell

	Changeless
	Renouncement

P

Edgar Allen Poe

	Annabel Lee
	Eulalie
	To Helen

Sir Walter Ralegh (Raleigh)

Her Reply (To the Passionate Shepherd to his love)

Thomas Randolph

The Milkmaid's Epithalamium

Christina Rossetti

	Remember
	The first day

William Shakespeare

	O mistress mine, Feste's song from Twelfth Night
	My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
	Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
	Sonnet CXVI
	That time of year
	Tell her that's young

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Philip Sidney

My True Love has my Heart

Edmund Spenser

	My love is like to ice
	One day I wrote her name

U

Unknown

Bonny Barbara Allen

W

Walt Whitman

John Wilnot, Earl of Rochester

The Imperfect Enjoyment

William Wordsworth

	She dwelt among the untrodden ways
	We are seven

William Butler Yeats

	A Drinking Song
	Brown Penny
	He wishes for the cloths of heaven
	The ragged wood
	The sorrow of love
	The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart
	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 .
Adrian Mitchell

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

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