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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LOVE-LETTER, by HENRY SEPTIMUS SUTTON Poet's Biography First Line: No; I cannot thank the care Last Line: For evermore. Subject(s): Love | |||
No; I cannot thank the care That my feelings sought to spare. Not compliment with compliment Should deal, but man with man. You meant To save me pain, and therefore bent The truth aside. This goes, my friend, Of all true love to make an end. Do you love me? Come then nigh me; Prick me, man! Never relent! Cut and hack and scarify me; -- If the truth can make me sore Let me be a wound all o'er: -- Do this but with pure intent, I am Yours For evermore. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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