"LOVE me little, love me long," Is the burden of my song, And if nothing more may be Little shall suffice for me. But if you could crown with flowers All my radiant, festal hours, And console for hours of sorrow Love me more with each to-morrow. And if you would turn my days To one splendid hymn of praise, And set hopes like stars above me Love me much, and always love me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE IYYOB TRANSLATION FROM 'A-15' by LOUIS ZUKOFSKY LINES TO WILLIAM LINLEY WHILE HE SANG A SONG TO PURCELL'S MUSIC by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO MY FATHER by WILLIAM SYDNEY GRAHAM AT HOME IN HEAVEN by JAMES MONTGOMERY |