WHEN first I met your sparkling eyes, And felt their beams inflame my heart, Anticipating future sighs, Cold Caution urged me to depart. But ardent Love, presumptuous boy, With Hope's gay visions cheer'd my soul, And whisper'd "Laura may be coy, And force the love-sick tear to roll; Yet soon, disdaining coquet wiles, Consent the charmer's tongue shall speak, And, with the sunshine of her smiles, Dry every tear that stains thy cheek." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN ON THE MARGE OF EVENING by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY AUF WIEDERSEHEN! SUMMER by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SEVEN AGES OF MAN, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE MAY 30, 1893 by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS ISLE OF BEAUTY by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY |