"What of the old love?" cries my heart to me; Ah let it die, I say; ah let it die. Burdened it was with love's satiety, Weep for it, heart, and give it sigh for sigh. Keep but its purity to give the new, Shed all the dross its sorrowed years had borne; Keep but its joy to cheer the journey thru, Dry all the tears that cloud my new love's morn. Give me the passion that the old love brought, Add to the measure of my new love's fire; Give me the laughter that the old love wrought, Add to the wealth of my new love's desire. What is the old but treasure for the new, Found in love's bounty of the good and true? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REASONS FOR DRINKING by HENRY ALDRICH A FIT OF RHYME AGAINST RHYME [OR, RIME] by BEN JONSON IF WE MUST DIE by CLAUDE MCKAY DAFFODILS by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE CREDO by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON STORM AT SEA (2) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE |