Sonnets and Love poems.

[Flemingovia]

Untitled<br/> by Unknown (13th Century) <br/><br/><br/>There are little traits that keep me bound...<br/>I think of nothing else save the bright face of my lady-<br/><br/>Ah me! Her swan-white throat, her strong chin,<br/>Her fresh laughing mouth which daily seems to say, <br/>"Come kiss me, love, kiss me once again!<br/><br/>Her regal nose, her smiling grey eyes- <br/>(That thieve to steal a lovers heart)- <br/>And her brown tresses that wildly fly. <br/>Each have wounded me as with a dart<br/><br/>So amorous are these that I deem they will slay me.<br/>Ah God, ah God! Alas, who will save me?<br/><br/>