Send home my long strayd eyes to mee, Which (Oh) too long have dwelt on thee; Yet since there they have learn'd such ill, Such forc'd fashions, And false passions, That they be Made by thee Fit for no good sight, keep them still. Send home my harmlesse heart againe, Which no unworthy thought could staine; But if it be taught by thine To make jestings Of protestings, And crosse both Word and oath, Keepe it, for then 'tis none of mine. Yet send me back my heart and eyes, That I may know, and see thy lyes, And may laugh and joy, when thou Art in anguish And dost languish For some one That will none, Or prove as false as thou art now. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RESOLVE by ALEXANDER BROME THE PORTENT by HERMAN MELVILLE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 17. THE BESTOWER by EDWIN ARNOLD AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by RICHARD BARNFIELD IN THE COACH by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 3. IN ENGLAND: THE LAST TIME THAT I MET LADY RUTH by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 40. COME AWAY! BRING ON THE BRIDE by THOMAS CAMPION |