When thou didst give thy love to me, Asking no more of gods or men I vow'd I would contented be, If Fate should grant us summers ten. But now that twice the term is sped, And ever young my heart and gay, I fear the words that then I said, And turn my face from Fate away. To bid thee happily good-bye I have no hope that I can see, No way that I shall bravely die, Unless I give my life for thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLUTE-PRIEST SONG FOR RAIN; CEREMONIAL AT THE SUN SPRING by AMY LOWELL ERASMUS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ECLOGUE: TWO FARMS IN WOONE by WILLIAM BARNES LYNTON VERSES: 5 by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |