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Afore I see you, I thought all women was alike ... But now ... I find what a reg'lar softheaded, inkered'lous turnip I must ha' been; for there ain't nobody like you, though I like you better than nothin' at all
,Sam Weller's valentine letter to Mary
,Pickwick Papers
,by Charles Dickens
1836
!How can I see you, and not love
?While you, as opening spring, are fair
,While cold as northern blasts you prove
?How can I love! and not despair
,Matthew Prior
1664-1721
Good God! How I feel! ... if I am not married in forty-eight hours I am no more ... I am half-dead. Good God! What will become of me? I shall go mad, most undoubtedly
,Prince Augustus, son of George III
,to Lady Augusta Murray
1793
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.My mind, without yours, is dead and cold as the dark midnight river when the moon is down
,Percy Bysshe Shelly
,to Mary Godwin
1814
Every moment
I'm from thy sight, the heart within my bosom
,Moans like a tender ihfant in its cradle
.Whose nurse had left it
,Thomas Otway
1652-85
I weep when I reflect that you will probably not receive the first intelligence from me until Saturday - much as you love me, I love you more ... Oh God! so near so far! Is our love not truly a celestial edifice - firm as heaven's vault
,Ludwig Van Beethoven, composer
,to an unknown woman
1801
,I sleep with thee and wake with thee
;And yet thou art not there
-I fill my arms with thoughts of thee
.And press the common air
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
,When thou art out of sight
My lips are always touching thine
.At morning, noon, and night
,John Clare
1793-1864
I hate this deceitful, faithless world; I think no more of it; but my wandering heart still eternally seeks you, and is filled with anguish at having lost you, in spite of all the powers of my reason
,Peter Abelard, priest
,to Heloise, nun
c. 1119
When I go away from you
The world beats dead
.Like a slackened drum
,Amy Lowell
1874-1925
But how am I to live many months without seeing you? ... The hours I spend with you, I look upon as a sort of perfumed garden, a dim twilight and a fountain singing to it ... Shall I be able to endure this long exile
,George Moore, novelist
,to Lady Cunard
1907
,I cannot be more lonely
!More drear I cannot be
My worn heart thobs so wildly
.Twill break for thee'
,Emily Bronte
1818-48
.I can neither eat nor sleep for thinking of you, my dearest love. I never even touch pudding
,Lord Nelson, admiral
,to Lady Hamilton
1800
,When friends are met, and goblets crowned
,And smiles are near, that once enchanted
,Unreached by all that sunshine round
My soul, like some dark spot, is haunted
.By thee, thee, only thee
,Thomas Moore
1779-1852
After I have left you, I always feel sad ... In my mind I endlessly relive your kisses, your tears, your amorous jealousy; and the many charms of peerless Josephine rage in my heart and in my senses like a scorching fire
Napoleon Bonaparte
,to Josephine Bonaparte
1796
.I would That you were in mine arms, or I in yours - for I think it long since I kissed you
King Henry VIII
,to Ann Boleyn
1528
,Roses are red, diddle diddle, violets are blue
.If you'll have me, diddle diddle, I will have you
Women's Leap-year
Traditional Ballad
!I know I do not love thee! yet, alas
;Others will scarcely trust my candid heart
,And oft I catch them smiling as they pass
.Because they see me gazing where thou art
,Caroline Norton
1808-77
I take my pen again to tell you that I am at your knees, that I still love you, that I detest you sometimes, that the day before yesterday I said horrible things about you, that I kiss your beautiful hands, that I kiss them again pending something better, that I am at the end of my tether, that you are divine, etc
,Alexander Pushkin, writer
,to Anna Petrovna Kern
1825
When I read in your looks and words that you love me, I feel it in the deepest part of my soul; then I care not one straw for the whole Universe beside; but when you fly from my caresses to - smoke tobacco, or speak of me as a new circumstance of your lot, then in deed my 'heart is troubled about many things'.
,Jane Welsh
,to her future husband
,Thomas Carlyle, historian
1826
,But if my constant love shall fail to move thee
Then I know my reason hates thee, though I love thee
,Thomas Carew
1595-1639
You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope... I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, baut never inconstant
Captain Federick Wentworth
,To Anne Elliot
,Persuasion
,by Jane Austen
1818
,Thus, whether we're on or we're off
;Some witchery seems to await you
,To love you is pleasant enough
!But oh! 'tis delicious to hate you
Thomas Moore
1779-1852
I do not love you at all: on the contrary I detest you. You are an uncouth creature, stupid and good for nothing ... Soon I hope to take you in my arms and cover you with a million burning kisses, as hot as the equator.
,Napoleon Bonaparte
,to his wife Josephine
1796
My love is as a fever, longing still
... For that which longer nurseth the disease
For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright
.Who art as black as hell, as dark as night
,William Shakespeare
1564-1616
May I persume to beg pardon... You shall see me prostrate before you and use me like a slave while I kiss the dear feet that trample upon me
,William Congreve, playwright
,to Mrs. Arabella Hunt
c. 1690
?My dear, why make you more of a dog than me
:If he do love, I burn, I burn in love
:If he wait well, I never thence would move
.If he be fair, yet but a dog can be
,Sir philip Sidney
1554-86
What a dishclout of a soul hast thou made of me? ... Does it add to your triumph, that your eyes and lips have turned a man into a fool, whom the rest of the town is courting as a wit
,Laurence Sterne, novelist
,to Lady Percy
1765
You do bewitch me! O that I could fly
! From myself you, or from your ownself I
,Michael Drayton
1563-1631
,I do not love thee
Yet joy's very essence
Comes with thy footstep
.Is complete in thy presence
,John Clare
1793-1864
.I am so entirely yours, that if I might have all the world given me. I could not be happy but in your love
,Duke of Malborough
,general, to his wife Sarah
1703
Hi
Thank you my dear
they are wonderfull
I'd use them in my notebook
... You will not believe what a longing for you possesses me ... I lie awake a great part of the night thinking of you
,Pliny The Younger
,to his wife, Calpurnia
first century AD
I look back, and in every one point, every word and gesture, every letter, every silence - you have been entirely perfect to me - I would not change one word, one look. My hope and aim are to preserve this love, not to fall from it
,Robert Browning, poet
,to Elizabeth Barrett, on the day of their secret marriage
1846
,This is to the crown and blessing of my life
;The much loved husband of a happy wife
To him whose constant passion found the art
;To win a a stubborn and ungrateful heart
And to the world by tenderest proof discovers
.They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers
,Anne Finch
Countess of Winchilsea
1661-1720
.I have nothing to tell you, except that I love you, which, I fear, you will think rather dull
,Benjamin Disraeli, statesman
,to his wife, Mary Ann
,note sent by a footman
1872
They are so nice my dear
thank u so much
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On my last great disappointment I should have lost my courage but for you - my little darling wife. You are my greatest and only stimulus now, to battle with this uncongenial, unsatisfactory, and ungraceful life
,Edgar Allan Poe, writer
,to his wife Virginia
1846