DEEP sighs, records of my unpitied grief, Memorials of my true, though hopeless love, Keep time with my sad thoughts, till wish'd relief My long despairs for vain and causeless prove. Yet if such hap never to you befall, I give you leave, break time, break heart and all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GENERAL WILLIAM BOOTH ENTERS INTO HEAVEN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY THE MARTYR; INDICATIVE OF PASSION OF PEOPLES APRIL 15, 1865 by HERMAN MELVILLE SONNET: 110 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PROSOPOPOIA, OR MOTHER HUBBERDS TALE by EDMUND SPENSER |