Love Poems
When you do not have the words to say, Love Poems can help you express your feelings in a way few other things can. Love Poetry has been with us for thousands of years. My own grandmother shared with me her favorites Love Poems and added them to our collection of Family Poems. They are both cherished friends and heartfelt memories to me.-Grandma Mary
Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
How Shall I Woo Thee by Paul Laurence Dunbar
How shall I woo thee to win thee, mine own?
Say in what tongue shall I tell of my love.
I who was fearless so timid have grown,
All that was eagle has turned into dove.
The path from the meadow that leads to the bars
Is more to me now than the path of the stars.
In Those Old Days by John Freeman
In those old days you were called beautiful,
But I have worn the beauty from your face;
The flowerlike bloom has withered on your cheek
With the harsh years, and the fire in your eyes
Burns darker now and deeper, feeding on
Beauty and the remembrance of things gone.
Even your voice is altered when you speak,
Or is grown mute with old anxiety
For me.
My Emily by Matilda Betham
What do I love? A polished mind,
A temper cheerful, meek, and kind;
A graceful air, unswayed by art,
A voice that sinks into the heart...,
My Queen by Fannie Sherrick
A fair sweet blossom is born for you,
A beautiful rose, my queen!
And never was flower so fair as this,
Oh, never so fair, I ween!
Never by Fannie Sherrick
Two dark-brown eyes looked into mine
Two eyes with restless quiver;
A gentle hand crept in my own
Beside the gleaming river.
Phoebe's Wooing by Horatio Alger Jr.
"PHOEBE! Phoebe! Where is the chit?"
When I want her most she's out of the way.
Child, you're running a long account
Up, to be squared on Judgment-day.
The Clod And The Pebble by William Blake
"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives it ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair."
The Lost Heart by Horatio Alger Jr.
One golden summer day,
Along the forest-way,
Young Colin passed with blithesome steps alert.
The Phantom Of Love by Fannie Sherrick
She stood by my side with a queenly air,
Her face it was young and proud and fair;
She held my rose in her hands of snow;
It crimsoned her face with a deeper glow;
The sunlight drooped in her eyes of fire
And quickened my heart to a wild desire;
I envied the rose in her hands so fair,
I envied the flowers that gleamed in her hair.
The Taj Of Agrah by Joseph Chant
The Shah Jehan sat with his much-loved wife,
The Empress Mahal, one hot summer day,
In a cool arbor far from courtly strife,
Close by the Jumna, winding on its way.
To Helen by Edgar Allen Poe
Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary, wayworn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
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