Presentation on theme: "Love Poetry 1. Remember 2. The Bargain 3. How Do I Love Thee?"— Presentation transcript:
1Love Poetry 1. Remember 2. The Bargain 3. How Do I Love Thee? by Christina Rossetti2. The Bargainby Sir Philip Sidney3. How Do I Love Thee?by Elizabeth Barrett Browning4. When We Two Partedby George Gordon, Lord Byron
3Remember Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land;When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.Remember me when no more day by dayYou tell me of our future that you plann’d:Only remember me; you understand
4It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a whileAnd afterwards remember, do not grieve:For if the darkness and corruption leaveA vestige of the thoughts that once I had,Better by far you should forget and smileThan that you should remember and be sad.Christina RossettiBACK
6The Bargain My true love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for another given:I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,There never was a better bargain driven:My true love hath my heart, and I have his.
7His heart in me keeps him and me in one, My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides:He loves my heart, for once it was his own,I cherish his because in me it bides:My true love hath my heart, and I have his.Sir Philip SidneyBACK
8Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
9How Do I Love Thee?How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
10Elizabeth Barrett Browning I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.Elizabeth Barrett BrowningBACK
11George Gordon, Lord Byron (1788-1824) English poet
12When We Two PartedWhen we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this.
13The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow— It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame.
14They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me— Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well:— Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell.
15George Gordon, Lord Byron In secret we met— In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee?— With silence and tears.George Gordon, Lord ByronBACK