Tag Archives: Love

The Last Question: Dorothy Parker

New love, new love, where are you to lead me? All along a narrow way that marks a crooked line. How are you to slake me, and how are you to feed me? With bitter yellow berries, and a sharp … Continue reading

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Love Is Real: John Lennon

Love is real, real is love Love is feeling, feeling love Love is wanting to be loved Love is touch, touch is love Love is reaching, reaching love Love is asking to be loved Love is you You and me … Continue reading

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Loving in Truth: Sir Philip Sidney

Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That she (dear she) might take some pleasure of my pain, Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know; Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain; … Continue reading

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Meeting At Night: Robert Browning

The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed … Continue reading

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Love, Romanticism and Realism: William Shakespeare

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen … Continue reading

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Pattern: Dorothy Parker

Leave me to my lonely pillow. Go, and take your silly posies; Who has vowed to wear the willow Looks a fool, tricked out in roses. Who are you, my lad, to ease me? Leave your pretty words unspoken. Tinkling … Continue reading

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Parlez-Moi D’Amour: Juliette Greco

Parlez-moi d’amour Redites-moi des choses tendres Votre beau discours Mon cœur n’est pas las de l’entendre Pourvu que toujours Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes : “Je vous aime” Talk to me of love tell me tender things once more your … Continue reading

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Prophetic Soul: Dorothy Parker

Because your eyes are slant and slow, Because your hair is sweet to touch, My heart is high again; but oh, I doubt if this will get me much. Dorothy Parker Prophetic Soul

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The Price Of Love Is Vulnerability: C S Lewis

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. … Continue reading

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Experience: Dorothy Parker

Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that clears up the matter. Dorothy Parker Experience The image is copyright: BestPhotoStudio via Shutterstock

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