Love poems

Robert Herrick

To Anthea, Who May Command Him Anything

Bid me to live, and I will live
     Thy Protestant to be;
Or bid me love, and I will give
     A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
     A heart as sound and free,
As in the whole world thou canst find,
     That heart I'll give to thee.
 
Bid that heart stay, and it will stay,
     To honor thy decrees;
Or bid it languish quite away,
     And 't shall do so for thee.
 
Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
     While I have eyes to see;
And, having none, yet I will keep
     A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair and I'll despair,
     Under that cypress tree;
Or bid me die, and I will dare
     E'en death, to die for thee.
 
Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
     The very eyes of me;
And hast command of every part,
     To live and die for thee.

Citate de dragoste

• '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
• 'Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.'
  ~ Harry Emerson Fosdick
• 'Soul meets soul on lover's lips.'
  ~ Percy Bysshe Shelly