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| Search results for: love | Found 985 Poems |
| 501. | Modern Love XIX: No State Is Enviable by George Meredith | | No state is enviable. To the luck alone
Of some few favoured men I would put claim.
I bleed, but her who wounds I will not blame.
Have I not fel... |
| 502. | Modern Love XL: I Bade My Lady Think by George Meredith | | I bade my Lady think what she might mean.
Know I my meaning, I? Can I love one,
And yet be jealous of another? None
Commits such folly. Terrible... |
| 503. | Modern Love XLI: How Many a Thing by George Meredith | | How many a thing which we cast to the ground,
When others pick it up becomes a gem!
We grasp at all the wealth it is to them;
And by reflected l... |
| 504. | Modern Love XLII: I Am to Follow Her by George Meredith | | I am to follow her. There is much grace
In woman when thus bent on martyrdom.
They think that dignity of soul may come,
Perchance, with dignity ... |
| 506. | Modern Love XLIV: They Say That Pity by George Meredith | | They say, that Pity in Love's service dwells,
A porter at the rosy temple's gate.
I missed him going: but it is my fate
To come upon him now bes... |
| 507. | Modern Love XLIX: He Found Her by George Meredith | | He found her by the ocean's moaning verge,
Nor any wicked change in her discerned;
And she believed his old love had returned,
Which was her exu... |
| 508. | Modern Love XLV: It Is the Season by George Meredith | | It is the season of the sweet wild rose,
My Lady's emblem in the heart of me!
So golden-crownèd shines she gloriously,
And with that softest dr... |
| 509. | Modern Love XLVI: At Last We Parley by George Meredith | | At last we parley: we so strangely dumb
In such a close communion! It befell
About the sounding of the Matin-bell,
And lo! her place was vacant, an... |
| 510. | Modern Love XLVII: We Saw the Swallows by George Meredith | | We saw the swallows gathering in the sky,
And in the osier-isle we heard them noise.
We had not to look back on summer joys,
Or forward to a sum... |
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