@3TAKE notice, Cupid! Far too long My heart has quivered at your song, And brooded, brooded on the curls And dimples of disastrous girls. The time has come to sit and see Bright youngsters, used as Love used me, All begging heartache for a loaa To drag along your hilly road.@1 This I said yesterday, before Clarinda drove me to adore The little violet rivers in The lilied country of her skin, And bade her cherried underlip (Heart-wounding mischiefmaker!) slip To pathos, while her sea-blue eyes Swam in a mist of melted sighs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS DEATH OF THE DAY by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR TO MY GRANDMOTHER; SUGGESTED BY A PICTURE BY MR. ROMNEY by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON LINCOLN, THE MAN OF THE PEOPLE by EDWIN MARKHAM MALVERN HILL [JULY 1, 1862] by HERMAN MELVILLE IN APIA BAY by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS THE ROSARY by ROBERT CAMERON ROGERS |