TAKE back the sigh, thy lips of art In passion's moment breathed to me; Yet, no -- it must not, will not part, 'Tis now the life-breath of my heart, And has become too pure for thee! Take back the kiss, that faithless sigh With all the warmth of truth impress'd Yet, no -- the fatal kiss may lie, Upon @3thy@1 lip its sweets would die, Or bloom to make a rival blest! Take back the vows that, night and day, My heart received, I thought, from thine; Yet, no -- allow them still to stay, They might some other heart betray, As sweetly as they've ruin'd mine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STIRRUP-CUP by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE SAILOR TO HIS PARROT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES A SPIRITUAL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HAPPY LIFE OF A COUNTRY PARSON by ALEXANDER POPE WINE AND CITRON by ABU ABD ALLAH |