THE rocks, the rocks, among the rocks My only lover lives; To me the plain, to me the main, Nor fear nor pleasure gives. I love not in the sunny day To weed and till the ground, While my wild lover far away, Hunts with his lazy hound. Nor would I be a sailor's wife, Too far from me is he; For I must toil, and I must strive, While he is on the sea. Give me a lover to my cheek, A husband to my arms, Nor would I other dowry seek, Than hills and rocky farms. The meadow's calms, the ocean's shocks, Each ruins or deceives; The rocks, the rocks, among the rocks, My only lover lives. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VIKING GRAVE AT LADBY by KAREN SWENSON THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS by HENRY GLASSFORD BELL A CHRISTMAS GHOST-STORY; CHRISTMAS-EVE 1899 by THOMAS HARDY CAROLINA [JANUARY, 1865] by HENRY TIMROD PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 19. AL-FATTA'H by EDWIN ARNOLD THEMISTA'S REPROOF by RICHARD BRATHWAITE EPITAPH ON THE RIGHT HONOURABLE SUSAN, COUNTESS OF MONTGOMERY by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |