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1. Do Not Accept - written by Yehuda Amichai
Read 1343 times on Poetry Connection.

Do not accept these rains that come too late.
Better to linger. Make your pain
An image of the desert. Say it's said
And do not look to the west. Refuse

To surrender. Try this year too
To live alone in the long summer,
Eat your drying bread,... (Read full poem)

Poem: Phedre



(To Sarah Bernhardt)

How vain and dull this common world must seem
To such a One as thou, who should'st have talked
At Florence with Mirandola, or walked
Through the cool olives of the Academe:
Thou should'st have gathered... (Read full poem)

3. 309. Verses on Captain Grose - written by Robert Burns
From Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.. Published in 1790. Read 1011 times on Poetry Connection.

KEN ye aught o’ Captain Grose?—Igo, and ago,
If he’s amang his friends or foes?—Iram, coram, dago.
 

Is he to Abra’m’s bosom gane?—Igo, and ago,
Or haudin Sarah by the wame?—Iram, coram dago.
 

Is he south... (Read full poem)

The widow sought the lawyer's room with children three in tow, 
She told the lawyer man her tale in tones of deepest woe. 
She said, "My husband took to drink for pains in his inside, 
And never drew a sober breath from then until he died.... (Read full poem)

5. Still - written by Wislawa Szymborska
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In sealed box cars travel
names across the land,
and how far they will travel so,
and will they ever get out,
don't ask, I won't say, I don't know.

The name Nathan strikes fist against wall,
the name Isaac, demented, sings,
the name Sarah calls out... (Read full poem)

I bring ye love. QUES. What will love do?
ANS. Like, and dislike ye.
I bring ye love. QUES. What will love do?
ANS. Stroke ye, to strike ye.
I bring ye love. QUES. What will love do?
ANS. Love will be-fool ye.
I bring ye love. QUES. What will... (Read full poem)

7. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You - written by Pablo Neruda
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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you,... (Read full poem)

ITHERS seek they ken na what,
Features, carriage, and a’ that;
Gie me love in her I court,
Love to love maks a’ the sport.
 

Let love sparkle in her e’e;
Let her lo’e nae man but me;
That’s the tocher-gude I prize,
There... (Read full poem)

9. Sonnet XIX: You Cannot Love - written by Michael Drayton
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To Humor

You cannot love, my pretty heart, and why? 
There was a time you told me that you would; 
But now again you will the same deny, 
If it might please you, would to God you could. 
What, will you hate? Nay, that you will not, neither.... (Read full poem)

Love I was shewn upon the mountain-side
And bid to catch Him ere the dropp of day.
See, Love, I creep and Thou on wings dost ride: 
Love it is evening now and Thou away; 
Love, it grows darker here and Thou art above; 
Love, come down to me if... (Read full poem)

11. Love Sonnet XVII - written by Pablo Neruda
From 100 Love Sonnets. Read 55512 times on Poetry Connection.

I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never... (Read full poem)

X

Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright,
Let temple burn, or flax; an equal light
Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed:
And love is fire. And when I say at need
I love thee . . . mark! . . . I... (Read full poem)

13. Sonnet 43 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways - written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From Sonnets from the Portuguese. Published in 1850. Read 51342 times on Poetry Connection.

XLIII

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 and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and... (Read full poem)

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more.
Then if for my love, thou my love receivest,
I... (Read full poem)

15. XVII (I do not love you...) - written by Pablo Neruda
Published in 1959. Read 44872 times on Poetry Connection.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but... (Read full poem)

We are a liars, because
the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow,
whereas letters are fixed,
and we live by the letter of truth.
The love I feel for my friend, this year,
is different from the love I felt last year.
If it were not so, it... (Read full poem)

17. Love's Deity - written by John Donne
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I long to talk with some old lover's ghost,
Who died before the God of Love was born:
I cannot think that he, who then loved most,
Sunk so low as to love one which did scorn.
But since this god produced a destiny,
And that vice-nature, Custom, lets... (Read full poem)

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin 
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in 
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 
Oh let me see your beauty when the... (Read full poem)

19. Where Be Ye Going, You Devon Maid? - written by John Keats
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Where be ye going, you Devon maid?
      And what have ye there i' the basket?
Ye tight little fairy, just fresh from the dairy,
      Will ye give me some cream if I ask it?

I love your meads, and I love your flowers,
      And I love your junkets... (Read full poem)

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-ey'd Love, observing me grow slack,
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning,
If I lack'd anything.

A guest, I answer'd, worthy to be... (Read full poem)

21. Sonnet 12 - Indeed this very love which is my boast - written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
From Sonnets from the Portuguese. Published in 1850. Read 2316 times on Poetry Connection.

XII

Indeed this very love which is my boast,
And which, when rising up from breast to brow,
Doth crown me with a ruby large enow
To draw men's eyes and prove the inner cost,—
This love even, all my worth, to the uttermost,
I should not love... (Read full poem)

THIS love puts all humanity from me;
I can but maledict her, pray her dead,
For giving love and getting love of thee--
Feeding a heart that else mine own had fed!

How much I love I know not, life not known,
Save as some unit I would add love... (Read full poem)

23. Sonnet XXXVIII: Sitting Alone, Love - written by Michael Drayton
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Sitting alone, Love bids me go and write; 
Reason plucks back, commanding me to stay, 
Boasting that she doth still direct the way, 
Or else Love were unable to endite. 
Love, growing angry, vexed at the spleen 
And scorning Reason's maimed... (Read full poem)

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lacked anything.

"A guest," I answered "worthy to be... (Read full poem)

25. In a Boat - written by D.H. Lawrence
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See the stars, love,
In the water much clearer and brighter
Than those above us, and whiter, 
Like nenuphars. 

Star-shadows shine, love,
How many stars in your bowl? 
How many shadows in your soul,
Only mine, love, mine? 

When I move the... (Read full poem)