OUT upon it. I have loved Three whole days together; And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings, Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover. But the spite on 't is, no praise Is due at all to me; Love with me had made no stays, Had it any been but she. Had it any been but she, And that very face, There had been at least ere this A dozen in her place. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK REGIMENT by GEORGE HENRY BOKER AUTUMN (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE DAY-DREAM: THE SLEEPING BEAUTY by ALFRED TENNYSON NOVEMBER, 1806 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH MISERABLE NIGHT by AVENELLE WILMETH BLAIR MAD WIND by CATHERINE BRADSHAW |