love poetry

1

I love thee nature with a boundless love
The calm of earth, the storms of roaring woods
The winds breathe happiness where e'er I rove
Theres lifes own music in the swelling floods
My harp is in the thunder melting clouds
The snow capt mountain, and the rolling sea
And hear ye not the voice where darkness shrouds
The heavens, — there lives happiness for me

2

Death breathes its pleasures when it speaks of him
My pulse beats calmer while its lightnings play
My eye with earths delusions waxing dim

There is a voice I love to hear
A form I love to meet
A face to me so very dear
A smile so very sweet
Her I love on from day to day
Through seasons past and gone
Of all the world when she's away
She seems the only one
There's no one else her place supplies
That bosom white and those bright eyes.

There is a love to me so sweet
Carnations are not half so dear
There is a maid I love to meet
The fairest blossom o' the year
The rose is nothing like her lips
No gem so bright as Biddy's eyes

1

O'er Scotland's vales and mountains high
I've tented sheep and herded kye
Where every bush and every tree
Was health and happiness to me
The mountain rills ran to the sea
A sunday song of harmony
And every day on hills and dales
'Twas harmony in all her vales

2

The sea-waves, and the ocean spray
The river shining far away
The cataract bursting o'er the rock
In silver foam with thunder shock
Where Scotlands scenes and Scotlands pride
And in my boyhood deified

1

I ever loved the simple flower
Where woman cast her eye
There's not a bloom in walk or bower
Like that she wandered by
'Twas faith without a tear or sigh
It drank dews from above
'Twas joy and hope and poesy
— It won a womans love

2

I lov'd the flower she gazed upon
And stooped to gaze again
It seemed the sweetest in the sun

1

Alas there's no retreating
From the brightness of thy eyes
My heart with love is beating
Then do'nt my love despise
O slight not sweetest Mary
The love I bear to thee
Nor look at all contrary
To the claims of destiny.

2

O let me be the nearest
To your bosom, and your love
I bring a love sincerest
What nature must approve

Here's a health to all the pretty girls that dwell about Dundee
And luck to all the spicey pearls Boys loving drops like me
For priestcraft I the halter hing For freedom mints o gold
For honest men " God save the King" May warm hearts ne'er grow cold.

Here's [to] a the honest lasses too That round [the] wrekin be
May love be a' their lives pursue Their persons fond and free
No matter in what Town I dwell Or what the hour I dine
I drink the 'ealth to please my sell And that's to forty nine.

1

The bee loves a blossom and I love a woman
The bird loves the valley, and I love the glen
Where flowers of all sorts, with her beauty is blooming
Oh! when shall I see womans beauty again
When the evening is near, o when shall I hear
The voice of my true love adown in the glen.

2

The bird loves the bushes among the green fields

Thee I love and ever will bonny Lassie O
Let us gang up maple hill bonny Lassie O
While the thrush is singing there And the oakwood darken fair
Hasten and meet me there bonny Lassie O.

Corn bottles more than blue bonny Lassie O
And corn poppies scarlet hue bonny Lassie O
And the rose and the wild brere Crowds wi' blooms and summer here
So gang up maple hill bonny Lassie O.

Sky larks are in the air bonny Lassie O
The brook rins o'er pebbles fair bonny Lassie O

1

True love lives in absence,
Like angels we meet her
Dear as dreams of our childhood
Aye, dearer and sweeter.

2

The words we remember
By absence unbroken
Are sweeter and dearer
Than when they were spoken.

3

There's a charm in the eye
There's a smile on the face
Time, distance, or trouble
Can never deface.

4

1

The summer is waining
The autumn is staining
The hedges and woods with the hues of the west
So come in the dell
To bid it farewell
For sweets at their parting are often the best.

2

Think where we met last love
And live for the past love
For sweet were those walks I once wandered with thee
On the banks of the Nenn