When ere my heart, Love's warmth, but entertaines, O Frost! O Snow! O Haile forbid the Banes. One drop now deads a spark; but if the same Once gets a force, Floods cannot quench the flame. Rather then love, let me be ever lost; Or let me 'gender with eternall frost. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DAISY by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE GREEK AT CONSTANTINOPLE by RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES FOR THE HOLY FAMILY, BY MICHELANGELO (IN THE NATIONAL GALLERY) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI GLORY OF WOMEN by SIEGFRIED SASSOON AN HYMN TO THE EVENING by PHILLIS WHEATLEY ANNA BULLEN, ACT 1: SHORT CURSE by JOHN BANKS (17TH CENTURY-) |