Archived Love Poems


Martha Sansom -
To My Heavenly Charmer

My poor expecting Heart beats for thy Breast,
In ev'ry Pulse, and will not let me rest;
A thousand dear Desires are waking there,
Whose Softness will not a Description bear.
Oh! let me pour them to thy lovely Eyes,
And catch their tender Meanings as they rise.
My ev'ry Feature with my Passion glows
In ev'ry Thought and Look it overflows.
Too noble and too strong for all Disguise,
It rushes from my Love-discov'ring Eyes.
Nor Rules nor Reason can my Love restrain;
Its godlike Tide runs high in ev'ry Vein.
To the whole World my Tenderness be known,
What is the World to her, who lives for thee alone.

.....To My Heavenly Charmer by Martha Sansom (1690-1736)

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