I pray you if you love me, bear my joy A little while, or let me weep your tears; I, too, have seen the quavering Fate destroy Your destiny's bright spinning -- the dull sheares Meeting not neatly, chewing at the thread, -- Nor can you well be less aware how fine, How staunch as wire, and how unwarranted Endures the golden fortune that is mine. I pray you for this day at least, my dear, Fare by my side, that journey in the sun; Else must I turn me from the blossoming year And walk in grief the way that you have gone. Let us go forth together to the spring: Love must be this, if it be anything. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE RIVER CHARLES by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW AN ECHO FROM WILLOW-WOOD by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI COMPANY COMMANDER by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE SONG OF THE FLOUR-MILL by EDWIN ARNOLD PARODY OF A SHROPSHIRE LAD by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM THE KING OF YVETOT by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER WATER MOMENT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |