THIS on thy posy-ring I've writ: "True Love and Faith" For, failing Love, Faith droops her head, And lacking faith, why love is dead And's but a wraith. But Death is stingless where they've lit And stayed, whose names hereon I've writ. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE MEMORY OF MY BELOVED MASTER WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE by BEN JONSON ODES IV, 7. TO TORQUATUS. DIFFUGERE NIVES by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 31 by PHILIP SIDNEY AT LAST by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ROSAMUND: ROSAMOND'S SONG by JOSEPH ADDISON |