The agony of love has taken hold of me, Again, the intolerable agony of love; And what shall be, when all is done, the end thereof? There shall be no more end unto this agony. But all the roses Love has plucked shall blossom fire, And all the lilies Love has watered waste with tears, And ghosts that once were hopes walk in the night as fears, And hoped-for peace be born a desolate desire. I have been strong, and conquered love, and shall this be? Shall I return, shall all that was be as it was? I shall return, I shall return, alas! because The agony of love has taken hold of me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD: THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY by JOHN DONNE EPIGRAM: HERO AND LEANDER by JOHN DONNE HAILSTORM IN MAY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS ALASTOR; OR, THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 2. THE OTHER ONE COMES TO HER by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS TWELVE SONNETS: 3. THE VALLEY ROSES by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |