Eliza Acton Poems
- I Love Thee I love thee, as I love the calm Of sweet, ...
- Revenge I would not, in the wildness of revenge, Give poison...
- Cards Of Fortune MANY a graven gem, beset With gold, is worn...
- To Anna Think of me, dearest! when the Western star Sheds ...
- I Know How Vain It Is To Mourn I know how vain it is to ...
- A Shadow, Dark As Death A shadow, dark as death, o'er shrouds...
- Lines- Yes, thou art like the blasting breath, Of that wild ...
Elizabeth "Eliza" Acton (17 April 1799 – 13 February 1859) was an English poet and cook who produced one of the country's first cookbooks aimed at the domestic reader rather than the professional cook or chef, Modern Cookery for Private Families. In this book she introduced the now-universal practice of listing the ingredients and suggested cooking times with each recipe. It included the... more »
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I Love Thee
I love thee, as I love the calm
Of sweet, star-lighted hours!
I love thee, as I love the balm
Of early jes'mine flow'rs.
I love thee, as I love the last
Rich smile of fading day,
Which lingereth, like the look we cast,
On rapture pass'd away.
I love thee as I love the tone
Of some soft-breathing flute
Whose soul is wak'd for me alone,
When all beside is mute.
I love thee as I love the first
Young violet of the spring;
Or the pale lily, April-nurs'd,
To scented blossoming.
I love thee, as I love the full,
Clear gushings of the ...