COME, let us now resolve at last To live and love in quiet; We'll tie the knot so very fast That Time shall ne'er untie it. The truest joys they seldom prove Who free from quarrels live: 'Tis the most tender part of love Each other to forgive. When least I seem'd concern'd, I took No pleasure nor no rest; And when I feign'd an angry look, Alas! I loved you best. Own but the same to me -- you'll find How blest will be our fate. O to be happy -- to be kind -- Sure never is too late! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILLING MISTRESS by APHRA BEHN EBB by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY BY BLUE ONTARIO'S SHORE by WALT WHITMAN THE RE-CURED LOVER EXULTETH IN HIS FREEDOM by THOMAS WYATT KEEPERS OF THE SUN by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH |