Canst thou love and lie alone? Love is so disgraced. Pleasure is best wherein is rest In a heart embraced. Rise, rise, rise! Daylight do not burn out! Bells do ring and birds do sing; Only I that mourn out. Morning star doth now appear. Wind is hushed and sky is clear: Come, come away! come, come away! Canst thou love and burn out day? Rise, rise, rise! Daylight do not burn out! Bells do ring and birds do sing; Only I that mourn out. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GREAT HUNT by CARL SANDBURG JEANIE MORRISON by WILLIAM MOTHERWELL SONNET: 94 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 7 by ALFRED TENNYSON TANGLED TRAILS by GLADYS NAOMI ARNOLD A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 35 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |