Once did my thoughts both ebb and flow, As passion did them move; Once did I hope, straight fear again, -- And then I was in love. Once did I waking spend the night, And tell how minutes move. Once did I wishing waste the day, -- And then I was in love. Once, by my carving true love's knot, The weeping trees did prove That wounds and tears were both our lot, -- And then I was in love. Once did I breathe another's breath And in my mistress move, Once was I not mine own at all, -- And then I was in love. Once wore I bracelets made of hair, And collars did approve, Once wore my clothes made out of wax, -- And then I was in love. Once did I sonnet to my saint, My soul in numbers move, Once did I tell a thousand lies, -- And then I was in love. Once in my ear did dangling hang A little turtle-dove, Once, in a word, I was a fool, -- And then I was in love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DIPPOLD THE OPTICIAN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS GOD'S YOUTH by LOUIS UNTERMEYER MENELAUS AND HELEN by RUPERT BROOKE SESTINA OF THE TRAMP ROYAL by RUDYARD KIPLING THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 6. ON THE CORK PACKET, 1837 by T. BAKER |