Love poems

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Presence of Love

And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.

     You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within;
     And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart
     Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulse's beat;
     You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
     Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
     On rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake.

And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you,
How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.

Citate de dragoste

• 'A fastidious person in the throes of love is a rich source of mirth.'
  ~ Martha Duffy
• 'Life without love is like a tree
  Without blossom and fruit.'
  ~ Kahlil Gibran
• 'A simple I love you means more than money ...'
  ~ Frank Sinatra