I think I should have loved you presently, And given in earnest words I flung in jest; And lifted honest eyes for you to see, And caught your hand against my cheek and breast; And all my pretty follies flung aside That won you to me, and beneath your gaze, Naked of reticence and shorn of pride, Spread like a chart my little wicked ways. I, that had been to you, had you remained, But one more waking from a recurrent dream, Cherish no less the certain stakes I gained, And walk your memory's halls, austere, supreme, A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VOLPONE: TO CELIA by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS THE UNPARDONABLE SIN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE CAT OF CATS by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS SONNET: 65 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE SONG OF MYSELF by WALT WHITMAN THE GLASSES AND THE BIBLE by ST. CLAIR ADAMS NETLEY ABBEY; A LEGEND OF HAMPSHIRE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM NO MARVEL IS IT by BERNART DE VENTADORN WORK AND WORSHIP; A LEGEND OF THE DANUBE by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |