Found in 38 poems.

Childish Recollections

  • 232The voice of Love will murmur in my rest:
  • 412And Love, without his pinion, smil'd on Youth.

Love's Last Adieu

  • 1The roses of Love glad the garden of life,
  • 4Or prunes them for ever, in Love's last adieu!
  • 8Or Death disunite us, in Love's last adieu!
  • 12Nor taste we the poison, of Love's last adieu!
  • 14Love twin'd round their childhood his flow'rs as they grew;
  • 16Till chill'd by the winter of Love's last adieu!
  • 20Thy reason has perish'd, with Love's last adieu!
  • 24The mountains reverberate Love's last adieu!
  • 25Now Hate rules a heart which in Love's easy chains,
  • 28He ponders, in frenzy, on Love's last adieu!
  • 32And dreads not the anguish of Love's last adieu!
  • 34No more, with Love's former devotion, we sue:
  • 39From him, who has worshipp'd at Love's gentle shrine,
  • 40The atonement is ample, in Love's last adieu!
  • 44His cypress, the garland of Love's last adieu!

To Marion

  • 5'Tis not Love disturbs thy rest,
  • 6Love's a stranger to thy breast:
  • 7He, in dimpling smiles, appears,

To a Knot of Ungenerous Critics

  • 60Love will not tempt her future time,
  • 61For her his wings have ceased to spread,

L'Amitié est L'Amour sans Ailes

  • 10"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
  • 20"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
  • 30"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
  • 31Oh, Love! before thy glowing shrine,
  • 50"Friendship is Love without his wings!'
  • 60"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
  • 80"Friendship is Love without his wings!"
  • 90"Friendship is Love without his wings!"

On Being Asked What was the "Origin of love"

  • 1The "Origin of Love!"--Ah, why
  • 4He starts to life on seeing thee?
  • 5And shouldst thou seek his end to know:
  • 7He'll linger long in silent woe;

The Giaour

  • 647But Love itself could never pant
  • 653Friends meet to part; Love laughs at faith;
  • 916To Love the softest hearts are prone,
  • 917But such can ne'er be all his own;

The Corsair: A Tale[;] Canto the Second

  • 505I felt--I feel--Love dwells with--with the free.
  • 507To share his splendour, and seem very blest!

On a Lady Weeping[;] Imitation From the Latin of Nicolaus Archius

  • 8Love embathes his pinions bright:
  • 13Joyous tricks his plumes anew,

Happiness

  • 90Ah! doubly blest, if Love supply
  • 91His influence to complete thy joy,

Lines in the Manner of Spencer

  • 19But Love, who heard the silence of my thought,
  • 21And whisper'd to himself, with malice fraught--

Religious Musings[;] A Desultory Poem, Written in the Christmans Eve of 1794

  • 108Omnific. His most holy name is Love.
  • 110Who feeds and saturates his constant soul,
  • 111He from his small particular orbit flies
  • 112With blest outstarting! From himself he flies,
  • 114Views all creation; and he loves it all,

The Destiny of Nations[;] A Vision

  • 284When rose glittering, and his gorgeous wings

Ode to the Departing Year

  • 17Or where, his two bright torches blending,
  • 18Love illumines Manhood's maze;

Love

  • 3All are but ministers of Love,
  • 4And feed his sacred flame.

The Snow-Drop

  • 27That careless Love shall deem thee oft
  • 28A blossom from his Myrtle tree.

Two Sisters [Mary Morgan and Charlotte Bent][;] A Wanderer's Farewell

  • 43Love wept despairing o'er his nurse's bier.

Reasons for Love's Blindness

  • 2Why Love must needs be blind,
  • 4His eyes are in his mind.
  • 6He guesseth but in part;
  • 8He seeth with the heart.

The Pang More Sharp than All[;] An Allegory

  • 26The one a steady lad (Esteem he hight)
  • 30But in his full-eyed aspect when she stood,
  • 33So like Him, that almost she seem'd the same!
  • 58Is Kindness counterfeiting absent Love!

Love, Hope, and Patience in Education

  • 15But Love is subtle, and doth proof derive
  • 16From her own life that Hope is yet alive;

Not at Home

  • 7But yet Love's own twin-sister she
  • 8His house-mate and his shade.

Love's Appartition and Evanishment[;] An Allegoric Romance

  • 18Love's elder sister! thee did I behold,
  • 22And then came Love, a sylph in bridal trim,
  • 24She bent, and kiss'd her sister's lips,
  • 25As she was wont to do;--

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the First[;] To Ianthe

  • 13Love's image upon earth without his wing,
  • 27But mixed with pangs to Love's even loveliest hours decreed.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the First[;] Childe Harold's Goodnight

  • 566And Love and Prayer unite, or rule the hour by turns.
  • 611As moon-struck bards complain, by Love's sad archery.
  • 698Love has no gift so grateful as his wings:
  • 699How fair, how young, how soft soe'er he seem,

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Third

  • 933Undying Love's, who here ascends a throne
  • 938His eye is sparkling, and his breath hath blown,
  • 939His soft and summer breath, whose tender power
  • 941All things are here of Him; from the black pines,
  • 942Which are his shade on high, and the loud roar
  • 944Which slope his green path downward to the shore,
  • 945Where the bowed Waters meet him, and adore,
  • 946Kissing his feet with murmurs; and the Wood,
  • 949Offering to him, and his, a populous solitude.
  • 952Who worship him with notes more sweet than words,
  • 962For this is Love's recess, where vain men's woes,
  • 963And the world's waste, have driven him far from those,
  • 964For 'tis his nature to advance or die;
  • 965He stands not still, but or decays, or grows
  • 972Where early Love his Psyche's zone unbound,

Stanzas

  • 1Could Love for ever
  • 12Love plumes his wing;
  • 14Let's love a season;
  • 26They pluck Love's feather
  • 27From out his wing--
  • 28He'll stay for ever,
  • 30Without his plumage, when past the Spring.
  • 32His life is action--
  • 34That curbs his reign,
  • 35Obscures his glory,
  • 36Despot no more, he
  • 41His power enhancing,
  • 42He must move on--
  • 43Repose but cloys him,
  • 44Retreat destroys him,
  • 45Love brooks not a degraded throne.
  • 59Love's reign is finished--
  • 84Time can but cloy love,
  • 85And use destroy love:
  • 86The wingéd boy, Love,

Ode to a Lady Whose Lover was Killed by a Ball Which at the Same Time Shivered a Portrait Next his Heart

  • 13Perchance might look on Love as Crime;
  • 18Which shows that Love hath once been there,
  • 22With thee how proudly Love hath dwelt!
  • 23His full Divinity was felt,
  • 24Maddening the heart he could not melt,
  • 28Than in that bosom once his own:
  • 29And he the Sun and Thou the Clime
  • 33And not as common Mortals love.
  • 50Here where all love, till Love is made
  • 68Love had bestowed a richer Mail,

Elegy on Newstead Abbey

  • 147Pride, Hope, and Love, forbid him to forget,

To George Earl Delawarr

  • 7Like Love, too, she moves on a swift-waving pinion,
  • 8But glows not, like Love, with unquenchable fires.

The Bride of Abydos[;] Canto the First

  • 227Love half regrets to kiss it dry;

The Bride of Abydos[;] Canto the Second

  • 3When Love, who sent, forgot to save
  • 459To Love, whose deadliest bane is human Art:

Lara: A Tale[;] Canto the Second

  • 208To Love, long baffled by the unequal match,

The Faded Flower

  • 13Oh! lost to Love and Truth, whose selfish joy

Domestic Peace

  • 11Love, the sire of pleasing fears,

To Robert Southey of Baliol College, Oxford, Author of the 'Retrospect' and Other Poems

  • 12Then soft, on Love's pale cheek, the tearful gleam

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Second

  • 315Not to be cured when Love itself forgets to please.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage - Canto the Fourth

  • 1065And Love, which dies as it was born, in sighing,

The Lament of Tasso

  • 132Not for thou wert a Princess, but that Love