Thou, thou that bear'st the sway With whom the Sea-Nimphs play; And Venus, every way: When I embrace thy knee; And make short pray'rs to thee: In love, then prosper me. This day I goe to wooe; Instruct me how to doe This worke thou put'st me too. From shame my face keepe free, From scorne I begge of thee, Love to deliver me: So shall I sing thy praise; And to thee Altars raise, Unto the end of daies. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A WEALTHY MAN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO A LADY: SHE REFUSING TO CONTINUE A DISPUTE WITH ME by MATTHEW PRIOR EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 6. FAIR AND SOFTLY by PHILIP AYRES WHAT DICK AN' I DID by WILLIAM BARNES THE BLESSED HANDS OF SLEEP by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH ON BEARING THE CROSS by JOHN BYROM |