@3Shep.@1 TELL me, dearest, what is love? @3Nymph:@1 'Tis a lightning from above, 'Tis an arrow, 'tis a fire, 'Tis a toy they call desire; 'Tis a smile that doth beguile The poor hearts of men that prove: @3Shep.@1 Tell me more: Are women true? @3Nymph.@1 Some love change, and so do you. @3Shep.@1 Are they fair, and ever kind? @3Nymph.@1 Yes, when men turn with every wind. @3Shep.@1 Are they froward? @3Nymph.@1 Ever toward Those that love, to love anew. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MARK ANTHONY IN HEAVEN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS GOD'S GARDEN by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE VOICE OF THE BANJO by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR PUCK AND THE FAIRY, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IN STATE by BYRON FORCEYTHE WILLSON LILIES: 23. FINALLY ALONE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |