Home And Holidays

by Sir Walter Raleigh
If all the world and love were young,And truth in every shepherd’s tongue,These pretty pleasures might me moveTo live with thee and be thy love.
Time drives the flocks from field to foldWhen rivers rage and rocks grow cold,And Philomel becometh dumb;The rest complains of cares to come.
The flowers do fade, and wanton [...]

by William Browne
For her gait if she be walking,Be she sitting I desire herFor her state’s sake, and admire herFor her wit if she be talking:Gait and state and wit approve her;For which all and each I love her.
Be she sullen, I commend herFor a modest; be she merry,For a kind one her prefer [...]

by Sarah Teasdale (1884-1933)
I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you stillA spirit beautiful and bright,Yet I am I, who long to beLost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge [...]