Wouldst thou but think with what entire delight My soul was carried to those joys, and whither; Wouldst thou but think how strong we did unite Into one bond our mutual loves together; Wouldst thou but reconcile thy wand'ring sense, And cease t' afflict with thy impartial eyes; Wouldst thou but hear the prayer which I commence, One show'r might cherish yet the root which dies. But thou art wise, and canst thy worth refine, Yet use me gently, 'cause thou knowst I'm thine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CRADLE SONG AT TWILIGHT by ALICE MEYNELL CHRIST'S KINGDOM AMONG THE GENTILES by ISAAC WATTS YOU LINGERING SPARSE LEAVES OF ME by WALT WHITMAN SHIPS AT SUNSET by STANLEY E. BABB THE CONTINUOUS PERFORMANCE by BERTON BRALEY |