How long shall I in mine affliction mourn, A burden to myself, distressed in mind? When shall my interdicted hopes return From out despair, wherein they live confined? When shall her troubled brow, charged with disdain, Reveal the treasure which her smiles impart? When shall my faith the happiness attain To break the ice that hath congealed her heart? Unto herself herself my love doth summon, If love in her hath any power to move; And let her tell me as she is a woman, Whether my faith hath not deserved her love I know she cannot but must needs confess it, Yet deigns not with one simple sign t' express it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS ON A THEME: ROMANCE by EDITH SITWELL WIND AND WINDOW FLOWER by ROBERT FROST THE MAD MAID'S SONG by ROBERT HERRICK SONNET: SILENCE by THOMAS HOOD TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: PAUL REVERE'S RIDE [APRIL 1775] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW BEN JONSON ENTERTAINS A MAN FROM STRATFORD by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |