For God's sake, let me love you, and give over These tedious protestations of a lover; We're of one mind to love, and there's no let; Remember that, and all the rest forget; And let's be happy, mistress, while we may, Ere yet to-morrow shall be called to-day. To-morrow may be heedless, idle-hearted: One night's enough for love to have met and parted. Then be it now, and I'll not say that I In many several deaths for you would die; And I'll not ask you to declare that you Will longer love than women mostly do. Leave words to them whom words, not doings, move, And let our silence answer for our love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHERE A ROMAN VILLA STOOD, ABOVE FREIBURG' by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE WHERE SHALL THE BABY'S DIMPLE BE? by JOSIAH GILBERT HOLLAND THE WRITER'S JOURNAL: POSSESSION by BAYARD TAYLOR DAFFODILS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TWELVE SONNETS: 10. THY WHITENESS by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) SONNET: 20 by RICHARD BARNFIELD BLIND MAN'S BUFF by WILLIAM BLAKE |