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Romance by Edgar Allan Poe
Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
Hath been- a most familiar bird-
Taught me my alphabet to say-
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child- with a most knowing eye.
Of late, eternal Condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky.
And when an hour with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings-
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away- forbidden things!
My heart would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.
Missing
You
by Charlene
Wishing you were here,
Trying not to shed a tear,
Wanting to hold you near,
I lie awake
at night,
Wondering what you're dreaming?
Being so far away,
On this drab and boring day,
My thoughts
turn to you,
Trying to get through,
Without being blue.
Are you thinking of me?
Are our minds on the same
thing?
These feelings inside,
So new, yet so tender.
Looking at your picture,
At least I can remember.
Time
has no mercy!
Or it would bring you to me.
It would make the days fly,
The nights disappear,
And I wouldn't
be sitting here
Missing you, dear.
Oh to hold you in my arms once more!
That is all I'm asking for.
To
feel your sweet lips on mine,
To snuggle into your embrace,
To see your wondrous eyes,
To touch your handsome
face.
But that's not possible you see
With you so far away from me.
I will lie awake at night,
Till dawn's
morning light,
Until Time becomes my friend,
And we are together again.
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"Love Looks Not
With The Eyes, But With The Mind"
"Love is the most beautiful of dreams and
the worst of nightmares"
"So long as I can
breathe or I can see, so long lives your love which gives life to me."
- William Shakespeare
Love is
patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is
not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects,
always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
-
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
The person
who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind
shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.
- Pearl
S. Buck
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Evening Star
By Edgar Allan Poe 'Twas
noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
A Dream Within A Dream
by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
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