If Thou Must Love Me... - by Elizabeth Barret Browning

If thou must love me, let it be for nought

Except for love's sake only. Do not say

"I love her for her smile-her look-her way

Of speaking gently,-for a trick of thought

How Do I Love Thee? - by Elizabeth Barret Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

Delight in Disorder - by Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress 

Kindles in clothes a wantonness:

A lawn about the shoulders thrown 

Into a fine distraction:

Love Not Me - by John Wilbye

Love not me for comely grace,

For my pleasing eye or face,

Nor for any outward part: