The New Penguin Book of Love Poetry
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When I am sad and wearyWhen I think all hope has goneWhen I walk along High HolbornI think of you with nothing onThere are almost as many definitions and different sorts of love as there are poets. Edited on the assumption that any poem which speaks of one human’s desire for another is a qualifying factor, this rich and diverse anthology ranges through time and fashion to best represent ‘man’s changeless responses to the changeless changing seasons of his heart’.Wine comes in at the mouthAnd love comes in at the eye;That’s all we know for truthBefore we grow old and die.I lift the glass to my mouth,I look at you, and I sigh.Edited with an Introduction by Jon Stallworthy
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