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Poem by Henry Van Dyke
Love
Let me but love my love without disguise,
Nor wear a mask of fashion old or new,
Nor wait to speak till I can hear a clue,
Nor play a part to shine in others’ eyes,
Nor bow my knees to what my heart denies;
But what I am, to that let me be true,
And let me worship where my love is due,
And so through love and worship let me rise.
For love is but the heart’s immortal thirst
To be completely known and all forgiven,
Even as sinful souls that enter Heaven:
So take me, dear, and understand my worst,
And freely pardon it, because confessed,
And let me find in loving thee, my best.
Henry Van Dyke
Henry Van Dyke's other poems:- War-Music
- A Scrap of Paper
- The Empty Quatrain
- The Wind of Sorrow
- Jeanne d’Arc
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Samuel Coleridge Love ("All thoughts, all passions, all delights") 1799Elizabeth Barrett-Browning Love ("We cannot live, except thus mutually") Rupert Brooke Love ("Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate") Charles Calverley Love ("Canst thou love me, lady?") Thomas Gent Love ("Love!—what is love? a mere machine, a spring") Nicholas Breton Love ("Foolish love is only folly") Fitz-Greene Halleck Love ("WHEN the tree of Love is budding first") George Horton Love ("Whilst tracing thy visage I sink in emotion") Dora Sigerson Shorter Love ("Deep in the moving depths") Alexander Smith Love ("THE fierce exulting worlds, the motes in rays") Jones Very Love ("I asked of Time to tell me where was Love") Ella Wilcox Love ("The longer I live and the more I see") John Kenyon Love ("Mother! I've seen a little boy") Albert Pike Love ("I am the soul of the Universe")
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