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Lili Marlene: Marlene Dietrich

Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate Darling I remember the way you used to wait ‘Twas there that you whispered tenderly That you loved me, You’d always be My Lili of the lamplight My own Lili Marlene Time would … Continue reading

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Lines to a Movement in Mozart’s E-flat Symphony: Thomas Hardy

Show me again the time When in the Junetide’s prime We flew by meads and mountains northerly! – Yea, to such freshness, fairness, fulness, fineness, freeness, Love lures life on. Show me again the day When from the sandy bay … Continue reading

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April Love: Ernest Dowson

We have walked in Love’s land a little way, We have learnt his lesson a little while, And shall we not part at the end of day, With a sigh, a smile? A little while in the shine of the … Continue reading

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Love And The Other: C S Lewis

Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person’s ultimate good as far as it can be obtained. C.S. Lewis God in the Dock

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Love Isn’t What It Used To Be: Paddy Roberts

Love isn’t what it used to be, No sirree, no sirree: No shrinking violets too scared to say yes, No leading up to a gentle caress, Just grab a handful and damn the finesse. Love isn’t what it used to … Continue reading

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Unrequited Love: William Wordsworth

There is a change—and I am poor; Your love hath been, nor long ago, A fountain at my fond heart’s door, Whose only business was to flow; And flow it did; not taking heed Of its own bounty, or my … Continue reading

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The Secret Town: Ogden Nash

There is a town within a town, Where my true love walks alone, And green, oh, meadow green, is her gown, And daffodil gold her shoon. Unto that silent,` secret place, No street, no alley, leads. A town without a … Continue reading

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After a Spanish Proverb: Dorothy Parker

Oh, mercifullest one of all, Oh, generous as dear, None lived so lowly, none so small, Thou couldst withhold thy tear. How swift, in pure compassion, How meek, in charity, To offer friendship to the one Who begged but love … Continue reading

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Crying: Don McLean

I was alright for a while I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say ‘hello’ And though you wished to me well you couldn’t … Continue reading

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Morning Glory: Edward Thomas

The glory of the beauty of the morning, – The cuckoo crying over the untouched dew; The blackbird that has found it, and the dove That tempts me on to something sweeter than love; White clouds ranged even and fair … Continue reading

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