Dear, if I might love better for your sake, I would not care though you should love me less; I love you more than to consent to take Happiness and not give you happiness. Though I were happier if you loved me more, And happier if I loved you less, I pray That though each day less than the day before You love me, I may love you more each day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STANZAS TO THE PO by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A WARRIOR'S PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 5. THE INQUIRY by THOMAS HARDY MAHMOUD by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT METAMORPHOSES: BOOK 8. BAUCIS AND PHILEMON by PUBLIUS OVIDIUS NASO THE FLYING DUTCHMAN by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON GO NOW' by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS |