ETHEL asked me for a verse. 'T is a bargain, -- I agree! Yet before I can rehearse Half your charms in one short verse, Ethel, promise me, -- If I do this much for you, Grant the rhymester something, too! I could praise your laughing eyes, -- Say that nothing could compare With the beauteous light that lies Ever in your deep brown eyes, -- Yet would it be fair That I do all this for you And have nothing given, too? Not one glance! Your very smile Is another's, -- not for me! Can I sing your praises while Some one else receives your smile? Ethel! Can't you see How to make me write of you? Grant the rhymester something, too! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A COPY OF OMAR KHAYYAM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE NAME OF JESUS by JOHN NEWTON THE GARDEN OF PROSERPINE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE TO A THESAURUS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS LINES WRITTEN IN A CITY COMPOSING-ROOM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE BODING DREAMS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES JERUSALEM; THE EMANATION OF THE GIANT ALBION: CHAPTER 4 by WILLIAM BLAKE |