WHAT shall I give you, woman dear? Kiss for your eyes, pearl for your ear, Praise to requite you, Toils to delight you, Or trophies that shall leave your name Canopied by outlasting fame? @3Ah no! much less! Give me, O give me faithfulness!@1 Kindness I'll give -- with sovran care Harbour you like some temple fair, With care that shields Your way through fields Flower-soft, and makes the wise of ages Only your ministers and mages . . . @3Nay, would you bless, Give me, O give me faithfulness!@1 Take this instead -- this throbbing rose, Passion, whose cloudy cups disclose, Core within core, Sea-and-moon-lore, And the breath of lovers, whose exchange Of being and worship still is strange . . . @3Fair it is, yes . . . But give, O give me faithfulness!@1 'Tis true, you came with silvery zone All the world's dayspring in your own; True that you gave All he could crave; True, on your bosom warm and pure His children smile in sleep secure; But no! Ask less -- He will not give you faithfulness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DAYS GONE BY by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY MR. FLOOD'S PARTY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON PUCK AND THE FAIRY, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE AN HYMN OF HEAVENLY LOVE by EDMUND SPENSER AT THE VILLAGE DEPOT by ELIZABETH WILCOX BEASLEY |