TURN all thy thoughts to eyes, Turn all thy hairs to ears, Change all thy friends to spies, And all thy joys to fears: True love will yet be free, In spite of jealousy. Turn darkness into day, Conjectures into truth, Believe what th' envious say, Let age interpret youth: True love will yet be free, In spite of jealousy. Wrest every word and look, Rack every hidden thought, Or fish with golden hook; True love cannot be caught. For that will still be free, In spite of jealousy! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SICKNESS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI ON A FLOWER FROM THE FIELD OF GRUTLI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS DREAM-LOVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE FAIRY KING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |