Love poems

Hartley Coleridge

Song

She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be,
Her loveliness I never knew
  Until she smiled on me;
O, then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light!

But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne'er reply,
And yet I cease not to behold
  The love-light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.

Citate de dragoste

• 'The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.'
  ~ Somerset Maugham
• 'I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion - I have shudder'd at it. I shudder no more.
  I could be martyr'd for my religion. Love is my religion.
  And I could die for that. I could die for you.'
  ~ John Keats
• 'A fastidious person in the throes of love is a rich source of mirth.'
  ~ Martha Duffy