TRULY, your name I do not know, Yet am I sure I love the name; Wherefore should I deceive you? No, In truth your name I do not know; Is't Ninon? is't Ninette? I trow I know not, care not, which you claim. Truly, your name I do not know, Yet am I sure I love the name. For you so charm in everything, Your winning smile, your teeth, your eyes, As loadstone, your attraction fling; For you so charm in everything, And then you so divinely sing, Language to paint you vainly tries. For you so charm in everything, Your winning smile, your teeth, your eyes! I vow in words distinct and true I love you, maid, to all excess; And whatsoe'er I now can do I vow in words distinct and true. My thoughts each instant dwell with you, And thence my greatest happiness. I vow in words distinct and true I love you, maid, to all excess. Tell me how Love his entrance made. 'Twas by the window well I ween; A trick of old he often played. Tell me how Love his entrance made, With looks as innocent arrayed As in a new-born babe are seen. Tell me how Love his entrance made. 'Twas by the window well I ween. You chanced your shutters to unclose, And wide my casement chanced to be; Who then can any blame suppose? You chanced your shutters to unclose; Well, thus our mutual love arose; Because--ah, rare discovery!-- You chanced your shutters to unclose, And wide my casement chanced to be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEATH AND DOCTOR HORNBOOK; A TRUE STORY by ROBERT BURNS AN INSINCERE WISH ADDRESSED TO A BEGGAR by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE OF MAN'S MORTALITY by SIMON WASTELL MUCKLE-MOU'D MEG by JAMES BALLANTYNE THE MUSIC OF THE SEA by QUINTIN BONE CARCASSONNE (SUGGESTED BY LORD DUNSANY'S STORY) by BERTON BRALEY ASOLANDO: POETICS by ROBERT BROWNING ON THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM, ANOTHER by THOMAS CAREW BALLAD TO THE ITALIAN TUNE, CALLED 'GIROMETTA' by PATRICK CAREY |