NAME, thou who reignest mistress of my heart, Some deed to prove the fealty of thy knight, Some foeman, worthy of my lance, to fight, Some gift to fetch from earth's remotest mart; Or, not unskilful in the minstrel's art, If tuneful verse thy listening ear delight, Say, shall my pen from morn till eve indite Thy praise, and ceaseless song my bliss impart? If that I do be done alone by me, Exalted by thy love beyond all measure, What dare I not, what can I not for thee? But if another, tending on thy pleasure, Presume to serve, and so far favour'd be, Then fare thee well! my heart resigns its treasure. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DINNER IN A QUICK LUNCH ROOM by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CALLING DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HER EYES by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON A DEPOSITION FROM LOVE by THOMAS CAREW FAREWELL TO LOVE; SONNET by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ALONE (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE IN THE OLD THEATRE, FIESOLE by THOMAS HARDY THE VICTOR AT ANTIETAM [SEPTEMBER 17, 1862] by HERMAN MELVILLE |