WERE you with me, or I with you, There's nought, methinks, I might not do; Could venture here, and venture there. And never fear, nor ever care. To things before, and things behind, Could turn my thoughts, and turn my mind, On this and that, day after day, Could dare to throw myself away. Secure, when all was o'er, to find My proper thought, my perfect mind, And unimpaired receive anew My own and better self in you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MITHRIDATES by RALPH WALDO EMERSON IN THE MOONLIGHT by THOMAS HARDY CHILDREN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE NEWLY WEDDED by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED MEMORY'S DOOR by MARY OTTO ASHER THE DOOR-BELL by CHARLOTTE BECKER PERFECTED by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |