I WOULD, indeed, that Heaven had made me meek, Content to hold and fill a second place, Take lesser love as undeservèd grace, And bow my thankful head when one should speak Me gently, touch with careless hand my cheek, Or bend sometimes and kiss my unpraised face, Since she, forsooth, is in her far-off place For whom his highest homage seemed too weak. But I was made with passionate, strong soul, And what I would, I would have wholly mine; And if I bow my head to Love's control, And to his keeping all myself consign, It must be Love that answers to my need, That loves me wholly, and is Love indeed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO KEEP THE PEACE by DANIEL GARNETT BICKERS CHARADES: 5 by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG. ROSES by THOMAS CAMPION WRITTEN AFTER A WALK BEFORE SUPPER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO [THE REVEREND] MR. NEWTON ON HIS RETURN FROM RAMSGATE by WILLIAM COWPER |