Ireland's Love Poems Quotes

“How beautiful, how beautiful you streamed upon my sight, In glory and in grandeur, as a gorgeous sunset-light!
How softly, soul-subduing, fell your words upon mine ear, Like low aerial music when some angel hovers near!
What tremulous, faint ecstasy to clasp your hand in mine, Till the darkness fell upon me of a glory too divine!
The air around grew languid with our intermingled breath, And in your beauty's shadow I sank motionless as death.
I saw you not, I heard not, for a mist was on my brain--I only felt that life could give no joy like that again.

And this was love--I knew it not, but blindly floated on, And now I'm on the ocean waste, dark, desolate, alone;
The waves are raging round me-- I'm reckless where they guide; No hope is left to lighten me, no strength to stem the tide.
As a leaf along the torrent, a cloud across the sky, As dust upon the whirlwind, so my life is drifting by. The dream that drank the meteor's light--the form from Heav'n has flown--
The vision and the glory, they are passing--they are gone.
Oh! Love is frantic agony, and life one throb of pain; Yet I would bear its darkest woes to dream again.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“...And said in wonderment
My love I have finally come home...”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“I have not won
until I speak my words.
There is residual tide that must outflow
to leave me quiet abrood.

Good-bye my love.
Indeed it seemed you were my love
that first upon the evening sands
I looked into your darkening eyes:
But still I'll say good-bye...

Good-bye dear love
who are and who are not.
The bitter binding must undo
that life may flow its untold course.
You must be free to find your peace
and I, to know my own.
And so good-bye...”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“I do not love you as I loved
The loves I have loved,
As I may love others:

I know you are not beautiful
As some I loved were beautiful,
As others may be:

I do not hold your counsel dear
As I've held others,
As I still hold some:

And yet
There is no truth but you,
No love but you--

And Oh! there is no pain
But you and me.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“How far apart are she and I!
I and the lady of my heart;
I yearn in love; she passes by
Too proud one kind word to impart.

For she left me here to moan,
Gold set her fragile thought astray;
But, came she in her shift along,
I'd take her to my heart today.

How lightly on her spirit lies
The love that crushes my poor heart!
And, ah, she mocks my miseries
How far are she and I apart!”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“Silence gives meaning
to the language of the eyes;
and silence of the lips cannot keep
the secret that a glance betrays.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“True love

Before I fell in love with you

My passion was for philosophic proof.
For metaphysics and theology.

My search was for the esoteric truth,
For inner worlds and hid divinity.

I only saw the truths inside my mind;
My brain was blind

To love's mystery.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“All the poems of love are one...”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“...Can you forget your love for me,
Whom now you detest?
But that's all one, those times are gone.
No doubt 'tis for the best...”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“...'we shall never be
what we were again'.
Old love's refrain.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“...My heart, have you know wisdom thus to despair?
My love, my love, why have you left me alone?”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“I am desolate,
Bereft by bitter fate;
No cure beneath the skies can save me,
No cure on sea or strand,
Nor in any human hand--
But hers, this paining wound who gave me.

I know not night from day,
Nor thrush from cuckoo grey,
Nor cloud from the sun that shines above thee--
Nor freezing cold from heat,
Nor friend--if friend I meet--
I but know--heart's love--I love thee.

Love that my life began,
Love, that will close life's plan
Love that grows ever by love-giving:
Love, from the first to last,
Love, till all life be passed,
Love that loves on after living!

This love I gave to thee,
For pain love has given me,
Love that can fail or falter never--
But, spite of earth above,
Guards thee, my Flower of love,
Thou marvel-maid of life for ever.

Bear all things evidence,
Thou art my very sense,
My past, my present, and my morrow!
All else on earth is crossed,
All in the world is lost--
Lost all-- but the great love-gift of sorrow.

My life not life, but a death;
My voice not voice--a breath;
No sleep, no quiet-- thinking ever
On thy fair phantom face,
Queen eyes and royal grace,
Lost loveliness that leaves me never.

I pray thee grant but this--
From thy dear mouth one kiss,
That the pang of death-despair pass over:
Or bid make ready nigh
The place where I shall lie,
For aye, thy leal and silent lover.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“Slender graceful girl, admit
Me soon into your bed.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“Our souls we'll resign with utmost content.
You lying by me, and I lying by you.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“-Love and the years-

Love is a thing that's gathered, chance by chance, Out of life's ever-changing random dance.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“Lovers are plenty; but fail to relieve me.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“The end of a summer day; Sweet love dead.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems

“And Heaven, which made thee all blooming, Ne'er made thee to wither on mine.”
― A. Norman Jeffares, Ireland's Love Poems