Immortal Love Poems

Various Authors

• Verlag: Ali Ribelli Edizioni
• Jahr: 2018
• ISBN:
  9788833460499
• Thema: Literatur
• Thema: Poesie

A selection of immortal love poems beyond time and space that will give your heart the wings it needs. The ideal gift for Valentine's Day, or any other day: after all, it's never too late or too early to say "I love you". Poems by Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, Ovid, William Shakespeare, Robert Burns, Archilochus, John Keats, Catullus, Jason R. Forbus, Anacreon, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Christina Rossetti, John Greenleaf Whittier, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Percy Byshe Shelley, and several others...

A Glimpse

Walt Whitman, 1819 – 1892

A glimpse through an interstice caught,

Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room around the stove late of a winter night, and I unremark’d seated in a corner,

Of a youth who loves me and whom I love, silently approaching and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand,

A long while amid the noises of coming and going, of drinking and oath and smutty jest,

There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word.

Amores

Publius Ovidius Naso (Ovid), 43 BC – AD 17/18

I, 2

Thus it will be; slender arrows are lodged in my heart,

and Love vexes the chest that it has seized

Shall I surrender or stir up the sudden flame by fighting it?

I will surrender - a burden becomes light when it is carried willingly.

I, 9

Every lover wages a war, Cupid has his own campaign

Believe me, Atticus, every lover wages a war.

Annabell Lee

Edgar Allan Poe, 1809 – 1849

It was many and many a year ago,

In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee;

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,

In this kingdom by the sea:

But we loved with a love that was more than love—

I and my Annabel Lee;

With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven

Laughed loud at her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,

In this kingdom by the sea,

A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

My beautiful Annabel Lee;

So that her highborn kinsman came

And bore her away from me,

To shut her up in a sepulchre

In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,

Went laughing at her and me—

Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,

In this kingdom by the sea)

That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

Chilling and killing ...