lines from poety that grabbed me

The wearied light is dying down, And earth, and stars, and sea, and sky Are redolent of sleep, as I Am redolent of thee and thine Enthralling love, my Adeline.

An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in a theatre, to see A play of hopes and fears, While the orchestra breathes fitfully The music of the spheres.

For her this rhyme is penned

You buy my spirit with those shameless eyes, That burn my soul, you loose the torrent stream, Of my desire, you make my lips your prize

When scattered glow-worms, but in twilight fine,Shew trivial beauties watch their hour to shine

They had given him back to her, but not to keep


Hearts remote, yet not asunder; Distance, and no space was seen

So amorous are these that I deem they will slay me

If certain when this life was out That yours and mine
should be, I'd toss life yonder like a rind And taste eternity.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)