NOUGHT I desire, nought I love, But only thee; The highest good my soul can prove It seeks in thee. Each happy moment I received Is due to thee; And what can cheer me when I grieved But thought of thee. For steadfast trust my heart can turn Only to thee; And would I to be constant learn It is of thee. 'Tis all the joy this world can give To be with thee; And if I longer wish to live, 'Tis but for thee. What other object can delight Like unto thee? My life deems air a requisite Far less than thee. Each thought, each feeling, proves that I Live but in thee; That with thee all is ecstasy, Nought without thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUATRAIN: HERRICK by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE HEALERS by LAURENCE BINYON BRADDAN VICARAGE by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN OF ONE AFFLICTED WITH DEAFNESS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE ADIEU; WRITTEN .. THE IMPRESSION AUTHOR WOULD SOON DIE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |