Love poems

She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

by William Wordsworth

She dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
Fair as a star-- when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!

Citate de dragoste

• 'The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.'
  ~ Somerset Maugham
• 'Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.'
  ~ Boris Pasternak
• 'Love is like war,
  Easy to begin but hard to end.'
  ~ Anonymous