You cannot love, my pretty heart, and why? There was a time you told me that you would; But now again you will the same deny, If it might please you, would to God you could. What, will you hate? Nay, that you will not, neither. Nor love nor hate, how then? What will you do? What, will you keep a mean then betwixt either, Or will you love me and yet hate me, too? Yet serves this not. What next? What other shift? You will, and will not; what a coil is here. I see your craft, now I perceive your drift, And all this while I was mistaken there; Your love and hate is this, I now do prove you: You love in hate, by hate to make me love you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ITALIAN PICTURES: THE COSTA SAN GIORGIO by MINA LOY ELEGY: THE LAMENT OF EDWARD BLASTOCK; FOR RICHARD ROWLEY by EDITH SITWELL TWO SONGS OF A FOOL: 2 by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS OH, SWEET CONTENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DIBDIN'S GHOST by EUGENE FIELD AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 7. AFTER THE FAIR by THOMAS HARDY |