At last, our favorite holiday has come. Although arguments about the commercialization of Valentine’s Day exist, we believe that this day is about all of our relationships, not simply the romantic ones. Today is a day to be cognizant of the beautiful connections in one’s life. It is also a day for poetry.
Valentine’s Day is the domain of poetry. A day for the “spontaneous outpouring of emotion” as Wordsworth had said. He was not speaking about Valentine’s Day, unfortunately, but his sentiment toward the impetus behind crafting a poem works just as well.
To celebrate, we have a special A Few Things post for you today. Some of our favorite poems by Limping Devil Press patron saint, George Gordon, Lord Byron – the Limping Devil – have been selected for your viewing pleasure.
1. No. 473, To Augusta
Though the day of my destiny’s over,
Thy soft heart refused to discover
The faults which so many could find.
Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted,
It shrunk not to share it with me,
And the love which my spirit hath painted
It never hath found but in thee.
Continue reading at the poem at Bartleby.
2. She Walks in Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
The poem continues at Poetry.
3. When We Two Parted
When we two parted In silence and tears,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
This poem continues at Poetry.