Love is like a lump of gold, Hard to get, and hard to hold. Of all the girls I’ve ever met, You’re the one I can’t forget. I do believe that God above, Created you for me to love. He chose you from all the rest, Because he knew I would love you best. by […]
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o’er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o’er the scene Had blended with […]
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o’er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o’er the scene Had blended with […]
You took me away from my friends and loved ones. You said you would be there for me You didn’t say anything about taking people away from me or taking me away from them. Even tough you said you were a friend You aren’t one, you are enemy. Somebody who was sent here to ruin […]
Every word escapes from two small headphones soothing my soul with divine love so unforgettable. My yearning heart dips into a pool of butterflies, tingling me eternally, as continuous songs sing various melodies so sweet, screaming your name as I listen close. Thoughts of you evolve into lasting desires. Soaking in every beautiful lyric full […]
SEVEN Daughter had Lord Archibald, All children of one mother: You could not say in one short day What love they bore each other. A garland, of seven lilies, wrought! Seven sisters that together dwell; But he, bold Knight as ever fought, Their Father, took of them no thought, He loved the wars so well. […]
INMATE of a mountain-dwelling, Thou hast clomb aloft, and gazed From the watch-towers of Helvellyn; Awed, delighted, and amazed! Potent was the spell that bound thee Not unwilling to obey; For blue Ether’s arms, flung round thee, Stilled the pantings of dismay. Lo! the dwindled woods and meadows; What a vast abyss is there! Lo! […]
Young England – what is then become of Old Of dear Old England? Think they she is dead, Dead to the very name? Presumption fed On empty air! That name will keep its hold In the true filial bosom’s inmost fold For ever. The Spirit of Alfred, at the head Of all who for her […]
O BLITHE New-comer! I have heard, I hear thee and rejoice. O Cuckoo! shall I call thee Bird, Or but a wandering Voice? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear, From hill to hill it seems to pass, At once far off, and near. Though babbling only to the Vale, […]
