Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV

By: Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say ...

Why Is The Rose So Pale

By: Heinrich Heine

Oh Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale? ...

Wild Nights

By: Emily Dickinson

Wild nights. Wild nights!
Were I with thee, ...

I Should Not Dare

By: Emily Dickinson

I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if he should die ...

If You Were Coming In The Fall

By: Emily Dickinson

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by ...

The Rose in the Deeps of his Heart

By: William Butler Yeats

All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old, ...

O Mistress Mine

By: William Shakespeare

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, ...

Song: To Celia

By: Ben Jonson

Drink to me, only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine; ...

The First Day

By: Christina Rossetti

I wish I could remember the first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me; ...

There is a Lady Sweet and Kind

By: Thomas Ford

There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never a face so pleased my mind; ...