MOLLY, with hips and ankles plump, With hands and feet and waist so small, Whose breasts could carry flowers unpinned, And not one blossom fall -- Give me your answer plain and true, Do you love me as I love you? Molly, as timid as a sheep That trembles at the shadow Of any harmless little bird That flies across its meadow, Are you a sweet good-tempered maid? "Sometimes I'd crush a grape!" she said. Molly, as gentle as the sun That lifts the dew to Heaven's breast, Of all the lovers you have had, Am I the one that's loved the best? "By all the men betrayed by me, I swear I love you true," said she. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ON THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ETERNAL JUSTICE by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH THE JUNGLE WALLAH by BERTON BRALEY ITALY AND THE WORLD by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING STANZAS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |