WEEP not, my dear, for I shall go Loaden enough with mine own woe; Add not thy heaviness to mine; Since fate our pleasures must disjoin, Why should our sorrows meet? If I Must go, and lose thy company, I wish not theirs: it shall relieve My grief, to think thou dost not grieve. Yet grieve, and weep, that I may bear Every sigh and every tear Away with me; so shall thy breast And eyes, discharg'd, enjoy their rest; And it will glad my heart to see Thou wert thus loth to part with me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEONORA; A PANEGYRICAL POEM by JOHN DRYDEN FARM-YARD SONG by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 60. AL-MU'HID by EDWIN ARNOLD THE LAURELS ARE FELLED by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE ASOLANDO: WHITE WITCHCRAFT by ROBERT BROWNING THE PLUCKY PRINCE by MAY BRYANT |