IN thy white bosom Love is laid; His rosy cheek within that nest Another dawning there hath made, Causing in me a new unrest. Like as the sun the hills with fire He wakes anew my old desire. But ah, thou dost defy the boy, Too strong for him and me dost prove, The freezing snows proclaim thee coy, Purloin the blushing hope of Love Who flies, alas for thy disdain! The throne where he alone should reign | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MERCY OF LAZARUS by STEPHEN DOBYNS GERONTION by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT THE HUDSON by GEORGE SIDNEY HELLMAN TO MUSIC [TO BECALM HIS FEVER] by ROBERT HERRICK ON PASSING THE NEW MENIN GATE by SIEGFRIED SASSOON |