Breake now my heart and dye! Oh no, she may relent. Let my despaire prevayle! Oh stay, hope is not spent. Should she now fixe one smile on thee, where were despaire? The losse is but easie which smiles can repayre. A stranger would please thee, if she were as fayre. Her must I love or none, so sweet none breathes as shee; The more is my despayre, alas, shee loves not mee: But cannot time make way for love through ribs of steele? The Grecian, inchanted all parts but the heele, At last a shaft daunted, which his hart did feele. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISARMAMENT by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE HANDSOME KNIGHT by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II INVITATION by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 22. 'TIS HONOURABLE TO BE LOVE'S MARTYR by PHILIP AYRES VERSES, RESPECTFULLY & AFFECTIONALLY INSCRIBED TO PROFESSIONAL FRIEND by BERNARD BARTON THE FEAST OF THE DEAD by CHARLOTTE BECKER |