Licia Sonnets 08
Hard are the rocks, the marble, and the steel,
The ancient oak with wind and weather tossed;
But you, my love, far harder do I feel
Than flint, or these, or is the winter's frost.
My tears too weak, your heart they cannot move;
My sighs, that rock, like wind it cannot rent;
Too tiger-like you swear you cannot love;
But tears and sighs you fruitless back have sent.
The frost too hard, not melted with my flame,
I cinders am, and yet you feel no heat.
Surpass not these, sweet love, for very shame,
But let my tears, my vows, my sighs entreat;
Then shall I say as I by trial find;
These all are hard, but you, my love, are kind.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Licia Sonnets 36
Hear how my sighs are echoed of the wind;
See how my tears are pitied by the rain;
Feel what a flame possesséd hath my mind;
Taste but the grief which I possess in vain.
Then if my sighs the blustering winds surpass,
And wat'ry tears the drops of rain exceed,
And if no flame like mine nor is nor was,
Nor grief like that whereon my soul doth feed,
Relent, fair Licia, when my sighs do blow;
Yield at my tears, that flintlike drops consume;
Accept the flame that doth my incense show,
Allow the grief that is my heart's perfume.
Thus sighs and tears, flame, grief shall plead for me;
So shall I pray, and you a goddess be.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Sonnet XI: Tears, Vows, and Prayers
Tears, vows, and prayers win the hardest heart:
Tears, vows, and prayers have I spent in vain;
Tears cannot soften flint, nor vows convert;
Prayers prevail not with a quaint disdain.
I lose my tears where I have lost my love;
I vow my faith where faith is not regarded;
I pray in vain a merciless to move;
So rare a faith ought better be rewarded.
Yet though I cannot win her will with tears,
Though my soul's idol scorneth all my vows,
Though all my prayers be to so deaf ears,
No favor though the cruel Fair allows.
Yet will I weep, vow, pray to cruel she;
Flint, frost, disdain wears, melts, and yields we see.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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When the wind sighs
When the wind sighs
When the wind sighs
The blind-fold statue sings
The faces of the skies are dark
And the cloud flies.
When the wind sighs
From the door-crevice in
It begs to enter in
How darker are the shadows on the walls
How sad how sad the flame wavers
As on the wall it flickers:
When the wind sighs
The sea’s black turns to green
And on the city-bastions tall
The first chill blow of wind
The first chill dropp of rain
And in the alley strait
Rain-waters gurgle down
The old stone-cobbled streets:
When the wind sighs
When the wind sighs.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Love Lost Broken Hearts
Love Lost Broken Hearts
Within the time love is lost
Thrown asunder into the
Wind
Left
Many broken hearts to live
In loneliness
Broken down piece by piece
Weaken just to mourn a love
That was once beautiful
But Now
Just tossed into the wind
Like the petals from the rose
Destined to ride upon the
Wind
Now used and broken
Just
Tears fills the wind
Sobbing echo's into the night
From the broken hearts
Tossed away like broken
Glass
Ancient and old as the lost
Love is trapped
Within time
Within the mind
Love that is lost from time
Back than
Weaken from the fight trying
To hold their lover heart
But
Cannot be regained
Cannot be mended
Spoiled without even a
'Sigh'
From her lover's heart
Just echo's of hurt and tears
From
The painful ruins of love tied
So strong
Being tossed to the wind as
Unwanted paper
Lonely eyes
Lonely hearts
Lonely tears
Just rides and echo's in the
Wind
Crying out for their love
That cannot be found
So desperately in need
To find their place in
The heart of the wind
That holds all their tears
Their fears
Their Pain
That bleeds into the heart
Of the wind
From The Love That Is Lost
And The Broken hearts..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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To Caroline
Think'st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes,
Suffus'd in tears, implore to stay;
And heard unmov'd thy plenteous sighs,
Which said far more than words can say?
Though keen the grief thy tears exprest,
When love and hope lay both o'erthrown;
Yet still, my girl, this bleeding breast
Throbb'd, with deep sorrow, as thine own.
But, when our cheeks with anguish glow'd,
When thy sweet lips were join'd to mine;
The tears that from my eyelids flow'd
Were lost in those which fell from thine.
Thou could'st not feel my burning cheek,
Thy gushing tears had quench'd its flame,
And, as thy tongue essay'd to speak,
In sighs alone it breath'd my name.
And yet, my girl, we weep in vain,
In vain our fate in sighs deplore;
Remembrance only can remain,
But that, will make us weep the more.
Again, thou best belov'd, adieu!
Ah! if thou canst, o'ercome regret,
Nor let thy mind past joys review,
Our only hope is, to forget!
Only I Know How I Feel
You're the face that fills my soul
and sighs of loneliness flutter on by.
I've fallen hard and know what I feel,
but I'm not crazy,
just crazy in love with you.
Everyone thinks I'm blind
off on another roller-coaster ride,
but only I know what I feel
that connection when I'm with you.
For you've melted this heart
so long surrounded with ice
and love now bleeds freely,
it doesn't matter what I do.
All I can hear are the wings you've given
for so long my heartbeat stood still,
winter's thaw has come and I know what I feel
as the love bleeds freely
throughout every part of me.
The floodgates have opened
I'll never be free,
for my spirit now shines,
I know what I feel.
They all think I'm crazy
and maybe they're right,
but what they don't understand
is I'm crazy in love with you.
poem by Susan Brealey
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Love's Infiniteness
If yet I have not all thy love,
Dear, I shall never have it all,
I cannot breathe one other sigh, to move,
Nor can entreat one other tear to fall,
And all my treasure, which should purchase thee,
Sighs, tears, and oaths, and letters I have spent.
Yet no more can be due to me,
Than at the bargain made was meant;
If then thy gift of love were partial,
That some to me, some should to others fall,
Dear, I shall never have thee all.
Or if then thou gavest me all,
All was but all, which thou hadst then;
But if in thy heart, since, there be or shall
New love created be, by other men,
Which have their stocks entire, and can in tears,
In sighs, in oaths, and letters outbid me,
This new love may beget new fears,
For, this love was not vowed by thee.
And yet it was, thy gift being general;
The ground, thy heart, is mine, whatever shall
Grow there, dear, I should have it all.
Yet I would not have all yet;
He that hath all can have no more,
And since my love doth every day admit
New growth, thou shouldst have new rewards in store;
Thou canst not every day give me thy heart,
If thou canst give it, then thou never gavest it:
Love's riddles are, that though thy heart depart,
It stays at home, and thou with losing savest it:
But we will have a way more liberal,
Than changing hearts, to join them, so we shall
Be one, and one another's all.
poem by John Donne
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I have no thought in me but you
I have no thought in me but you
No other dear debt to me is due
If yet I have not all your love
I shall never have it all
I cannot breathe another burdening sigh
Nor entreat one more tear to fall
All my treasure, all my franchise fails to conquer my heart’s goal
Dreams and sighs, tears and oaths
Pleadings and pledges, letters and eulogies
I have spent; I have sent and no more can be done by me
If by now still your gift of love is partial
That some to me, some should to others fall
Oh my Dear, Dear soul! ! !
I shall never have you all
In pleasant pains, in sweet aching, in agonizing aches
I shall never have what my heart yearns my body shakes
I have no desire in me but you
In me but empty ways and futile clues
If then you ever gave me all
All was but all, which you had then
But if in your heart, since there was
New love created by other men
Which have their entire stocks put
In tears, in sighs, in oaths and letters to outbid me
This new love may foster new fears
For this love was not vowed by you dear
And yet it was your gift to others
Gnaw my inwards to pieces and to utters
Yet, your heart the ground of all your love
Is mine, and whatever shall grow there
I shall have it all
Yet, I would not have it all yet
He that has all can have no more
And since my love has the nature of the wind
Every day admits new growth
Every hour commits new change, deems a new dream
You should have new rewards in store
Let our love leaves through the door
You cannot give me your heart every day
If you can give it, then you never gave it
The quest of having it all
And yet not losing it at all
If we in all shall be one
And one another all
Be it all, partial or not at all
All my souls be
Imparadise in you
In whom alone I comprehend grow and see
The rafters of my body bone and brain
Be all still with you, in you and about you
The muscle, sinew and vein
Revive, thrive, renew again
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Tears
here i sit with tears in my eyes
asking myself what happened
and wondering why.
my heart is broken
and i feel empty inside
what did i do
why did you lie.
you said you loved me
and that wasn't true
you just used me as you intended to.
so many tears i have shed
and loosing my love you will dread.
for a love like mine is hard to find.
i had loved you body and soul
and each day, more love would unfold.
i'll pick myself up and get back on track
and i'll forget you, there'll be no turning back.
so live your life as you think you should
i'll do better, i know i could.
these are the only tears
from me you will see.
because from this day forward
' i'll be free '.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Dying Lover
I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain that sighs for you,
For you alone was born.
No, Phyllis, no, your heart to move
A surer way I'll try:
And to revenge my slighted love,
Will still love on, will still love on, and die.
When, killed with grief, Amintas lies
And you to mind shall call,
The sighs that now unpitied rise,
The tears that vainly fall,
That welcome hour that ends this smart
Will then begin your pain;
For such a faithful tender heart
Can never break, can never break in vain.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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I Cannot Change, As Others Do
I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain that sighs for you,
For you alone was born.
No, Phyllis, no, your heart to move
A surer way I'll try:
And to revenge my slighted love,
Will still love on, will still love on, and die.
When, killed with grief, Amintas lies
And you to mind shall call,
The sighs that now unpitied rise,
The tears that vainly fall,
That welcome hour that ends this smart
Will then begin your pain;
For such a fauthful tender heart
Can never break, can never break in vain.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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Constancy
I cannot change, as others do,
Though you unjustly scorn;
Since that poor swain, that sighs for you
For you alone was born.
No, Phyllis, no, your heart to move
A surer way I'll try:
And to revenge my slighted love,
Will still love on, will still love on, and die.
When, kill'd with grief, Amyntas lies;
And you to mind shall call
The sighs that now unpitied rise;
The tears that vainly fall:
That welcome hour that ends this smart,
Will then begin your pain;
For such a faithful, tender heart
Can never break, can never break in vain.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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How Do I Know You Love Me?
How do I know you love me?
I can see it in your eyes.
How do I know you love me?
I hear it in your sighs.
Your eyes are the windows
to my soul.
Your sighs are the sounds
that make me whole.
How do I know you love me?
I feel it in your touch.
How do I know you love me?
You always make me blush.
Your hands are the wonders
that make me feel good.
Your fingers travel all over my skin
just the way they should.
How do I know you love me?
I've known it from the start.
How do I know you love me?
I feel it in my heart.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Licia Sonnets 34
Pale are my looks, forsaken of my life,
Cinders my bones, consume'd with thy flame,
Floods are my tears, to end this burning strife,
And yet I sigh for to increase the same;
I mourn alone because alone I burn;
Who doubts of this, then let him learn to love;
Her looks cold ice into a flame can turn,
As I distresséd in myself do prove.
Respect, fair Licia, what my torments are;
Count but the tithe both of my sighs and tears;
See how my love doth still increase my care,
And care's increase my life to nothing wears.
Send but a sigh my flame for to increase,
Or lend a tear and cause it so to cease.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Sonnet XXIV: These Sorrowing Sighs
These sorrowing sighs, the smokes of mine annoy;
These tears, which heat of sacred flame distills;
Are these due tributes that my faith doth pay
Unto the tyrant whose kindness kills.
I sacrifice my youth and blooming years
At her proud feet, and she respects it not;
My flower untimely's wither'd with my tears
And winter woes, for spring of youth unfit.
She thinks a look may recompence my care,
And so with looks prolongs my long-lookt ease;
As short that bliss, so is the comfort rare,
Yet must that bliss my hungry thoughts appease.
Thus she returns my hopes so fruitless ever;
Once let her love indeed, or eye me never.
poem by Samuel Daniel
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Hard To Believe
(myles goodwyn)
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I believe its never ending
True love could never last too long (long)
To live your life without believin
You still live your life alone
And Im right here beside you
This boy would never let you down
And if youre ever feelin lonesome
Youll find comfort in his arms
And I give my love to you, baby
When its hard to believe, in changes
And when its hard to believe, at all
When its hard to believe
Please believe that I love you
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I want to request, that we never compromise
And when I think about the future
I see forever in your eyes
And I feel the way you do, baby
When its hard to believe, in changes
And when its hard to believe, at all
When its hard to believe
Please believe that I love you, ooh yeah
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
So rest your head upon my shoulder
And I win forever, oh how I love you
When its hard to believe, when everything goes wrong
When its hard to believe, together well be strong
When its hard to believe, please believe that I love you
When its hard to believe, everything will be alright
When its hard to believe, come to me girl, hold on tight
When its hard to believe, please believe that I love you
Cause I do love you, cause I do love you, cause I do love you
song performed by by April Wine
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Crime Of The Heart
Dreams that have melted now frozen like statues
Under the surface here lies the unknown
Love has a way of disguising its purpose
Seeing your pain my hand goes out to you
You should have known better than to trust him
How the pain shines through your eyes
Nothing hits harder than a crime of the heart
It breaks you up and it tears you apart
You just want to die, youve been so abused
Now you know how it feels to be used
Nothing hurts harder than a crime of the heart
Im such a fool, I should have known from the start
I saw it coming and I feel Im to blame
But love dont give in
I watch your face as you stare into distance
Eyes filled with tears that look so far away
Deep in your heart can you feel a resistance?
Love it just happens theres no-one to blame
You should have known better than to sacrifice
The stained-glass soul you hide
Nothing hits harder than a crime of the heart
Its the kind of feeling that pulls you apart
Theres no where to run, theres nothing to say
You never knew that you could feel this way
Nothing hurts harder than a crime of the heart
I could have told you he was wrong from the start
Im not guilty, but I feel Im to blame
My love wont give in
Crime of the heart
song performed by by Asia
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Oft have I vow'd
Oft have I vow'd how dearly I did love thee,
And oft observ'd thee with all willing duty,
Sighs I have sent, still hoping to remove thee:
Millions of tears I tender'd to thy beauty,
Yet thou of sighs and silly tears regardless,
Suff'rest my feeble heart to pine with anguish,
Whilst all my barren hopes return rewardless,
My bitter days do waste, and I do languish.
poem by John Wilbye
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What I love about you
I love the way you hold me tight
I love the way it feels so right
I love the way you read my eyes
I love the way you're jealous of other guys
I love the way you love me back
I love the way you give me what I lack
I love the way you kiss my lips
I love the way your hands land on my hips
I love the way you wipe my tears
I love the way you help me fight my fears
I love the way you make me feel
I love the way your love feels so real
I love the way you talk when you're sad
I love the way you blame me when you're mad
I love the way you're so forgiving
I love the way you're always giving
I love the way you're so comforting
I love the way you're always supporting
I love the way you make me feel so unique
I love the way you don't make me feel weak
I love the way you swear to always be mine
I love the way you're my sun that will always shine
Evenstar
Evenstar, still evenstar
If this twilight thou dost shine
On a more unhappy head,
On tears lonelier than mine,
Vainer prayers and deepest sighs,
Take, sweet spirit, thou that art
Comforter of our despairs
All the prayers perforce unsaid,
All the sighs I cannot sigh,
All the tears I cannot shed;
Fill his eyes and flood his heart,
Who, my everlasting kin,
Broods, afar, unknown, apart.
Bring, ah bring him that surcease
From unsolaceable pain,
Which nor prayers, nor tears, nor sighs,
No, nor even the divine
Presence of thy eternal peace
Can, O evenstar, make mine.
poem by Robert Nichols
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