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By: Alexander Pushkin

I have loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain ...

Annie Laurie

By: William Douglas

Maxwelton's hills are bonnie
Where early falls the dew ...

Song: To Celia

By: Ben Jonson

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

To Earthward

By: Robert Frost

Love at the lips was touch
As sweet as I could bear; ...

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; ...

The Lake

By: Edgar Allen Poe

In spring of youth it was my lot
To haunt of the wide world a spot ...

The Heart Asks

By: Emily Dickinson

The heart asks pleasure first
And then, excuse from pain; ...

Bereft

By: Robert Frost

Where had I heard this wind before
Change like this to a deeper roar? ...

Song

By: Christina Rossetti

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me; ...

My Love Is Like to Ice

By: Edmund Spenser

My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great ...