Love poems

Ben Jonson

To Celia

Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
     And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
     And I'll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise,
     Doth ask a drink divine:
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
     I would not change for thine.
I sent thee, late, a rosy wreath,
     Not so much honouring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
     It could not withered be.
But thou thereon didst only breathe,
     And sent'st back to me:
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
     Not of itself, but thee.

Citate de dragoste

• 'The first duty of love is to listen.'
  ~ Paul Tillich
• 'What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.'
  ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
• 'Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.'
  ~ Ursula K Le Guin