Thou may'st remember once thou knew'st me well, And didst not shame t' account me as thy own; Then loyal love within thy breast did dwell And faith, but now no faith in thee is known. When we in evenings have the valleys trac'd, And sipt fresh air to close the hasty day, When with thy steps thou hast the mountains grac'd, To see how Hesper hied him on his way, Why wast not careful then to keep thy vow, For there thou mad'st me promises enow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO JOHN KEATS, POET, AT SPRING TIME by COUNTEE CULLEN FULFILLMENT by ROBERT MALISE BOWYER NICHOLS SALOME by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE ORGAN GRINDER by RONALD WALKER BARR STORM ON SEACONNET by GEORGE SHEPARD BURLEIGH THE SOWER'S SONG by THOMAS CARLYLE |