Romantic Love

Never pain to tell thy love

He who binds to himself a joy

Only by love can men see me, and know me, and come unto me.

Lay your sleeping head, my love,

He was my North, my South, my East and West,

I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you

Nobody dies from lack of sex. It’s lack of love we die from.

Ah, love, let us be true To one another!

Love never claims, it ever gives. Love ever suffers, never resents, never revenges itself.

Into the company of love it all returns.

the world changes if two, dizzy and entwined, fall on the grass

Now I adore my life With the Bird, the abiding Leaf, With the Fish, the questing Snail, And the Eye altering all; And I dance with William Blake For love, for Love’s sake.

Like love we don’t know where or why Like love we can’t compel or fly Like love we often weep Like love we seldom keep.

Every farthing of the cost, All the dreaded cards foretell, Shall be paid, but from this night Not a whisper, not a thought, Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Lay your sleeping head, my love, Human on my faithless arm.

The greater the love, the more false to its object, Not to be born is the best for man; After the kiss comes the impulse to throttle, Break the embraces, dance while you can.

I believe a little incompatibility is the spice of life, particularly if he has income and she is pattable.

I touched her sleeping breasts, and they opened to me suddenly like spikes of hyacinth.

War is like love, it always finds a way.

As you are woman, so be lovely: As you are lovely, so be various, Merciful as constant, constant as various, So be mine, as I yours for ever.

All in green went my love riding on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn.

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania.

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink.

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning;