The loss is small to lose such one That shrinketh for a slender nay, And wit they lack that would make moan Though all such pique were wiped away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN IN KEATS' 'ENDYMION' by THOMAS HOOD VIRGILS GNAT by EDMUND SPENSER WHEN YOU ARE OLD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS LADY-SLIPPER by STELLA PFEIFFER BAISCH THE DEVIL'S DICTIONARY, SELECTION by AMBROSE BIERCE CLARE'S GHOST by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MARCELIA; A TRAGICOMEDY. SONG by FRANCES BOOTHBY |