Love poems

John Keats

Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast as Thou Art

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art-
   Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
   Like nature's patient sleepless eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
   Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
   Of snow upon the mountains and the moors;
No-yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
   Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
   Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever-or else swoon to death.

Citate de dragoste

• 'This is one of the miracles of love: It gives … a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.'
  ~ C S Lewis
• 'Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.'
  ~ Boris Pasternak
• 'Let those love now who never loved before; Let those who always loved, now love the more.'
  ~ Thomas Parnell