Choose one of these favorite wedding love poems to have recited during your marriage ceremony. You can also" include them on your wedding invitations, as a printed favor in a frame, on bookmarks and much more. More good wedding poems can be found here.
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"A Red, Red Rose" is a 1794 Scottish love song written by Robert Burns and is often titled "My Love is Like A Red, Red Rose". It was said that he wrote the lyrics down when he heard a young country girl singing the tune.
O my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.
And fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!
"How Do I Love Thee" is one of the most well-known and popular pieces of poetry written by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (March 6, 1806 - June 29, 1861). It is a beautiful piece in which she describes her feelings for her husband, Robert Browning. This poem can be found in her most famous work "Sonnets from the Portuguese", a wonderful collection of love sonnets.
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.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
This insightful marriage poem, "Love One Another" (also titled: You Were Born Together), is found in under the section of marriage in a book called "The Prophet" which was written by the Lebanese artist, philosopher and writer, Khalil Gibran, The Prophet (1883-1931)
The Prophet was a book which consisted of 26 poetic essays and was first published in English in 1923. It's main focus is on a prophet called Almustafa. As the tale begins, we learn that Almustafa has lived in the foreign city of Orphalese for 12 years is about to board a ship which will carry him home. Before boarding, he begins a discussion with a group of people and speaks about the many issues of life, including love and marriage.
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
My True Love Hath Heart is actually a romantic love song sung by a young woman to a man. It was written by the famous Elizabethan poet, courtier and soldier, Sir Philip Sidney (November 30, 1554 – October 17, 1586). The poem itself comes from a book he wrote entitled Arcadia, which he asserts was written to entertain his sister Mary Herbert, the Countess of Pembroke.
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange, one for the other given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one,
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;
He loves my heart, for once it was his own,
I cherish his, because in me it bides.
His heart his would received from my sight,
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me on him his hurt did light,
So still me thought in me his hurt did smart.
Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss;
My true love hath my heart and I have his.
The Art of Marriage is a beautiful poem written by Wilferd A. Peterson published in 1961. It is one of the most often recited wedding poems and is a wonderful ideal of what marriage should be. The lesson to understand is that a good marriage doesn't just happen - it must be created by both partners.
The little things are the big things.
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say "I love you" at least once a day.
It is never going to sleep angry.
It is at no time taking the other for granted;
the courtship should not end with the honeymoon.
It should continue through all the years.
It is having a mutual sense of values and common objectives.
It is standing together facing the world.
It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the whole family.
It is doing things for each other,
not in the attitude of duty or sacrifice,
but in the spirit of joy.
It is speaking words of appreciation and demonstrating
gratitude in thoughtful ways.
It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo
or the wife to have wings of an angel.
It is not looking for perfection in each other.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience,
understanding and a sense of humor.
It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each can grow.
It is finding room for the things of the spirit.
It is a common search for the good and the beautiful.
It is establishing a relationship in which the independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and the obligation is reciprocal.
It is not only marrying the right partner,
it is being the right partner.
Interestingly, To My Dear and Loving Husband, a poem written by Anne Bradstreet, wasn't published until 1678 - 6 years after her death, yet it is still a beautiful poetic testament for the love she had for her husband. It is found in her self-revised "Several Poems Compiled with Great Variety of Wit and Learning".
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so perservere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
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