Yes! I swore to be true, I allow, And I meant it, but some how or other, The seal of that amorous vow Was pressed on the lips of another. Yet I did but as all would have done, For where is the being, dear cousin, Content with the beauties of one When he might have the range of a dozen? Love is a changeable boy, And the gem of the sea-rock is like him, For he gives back the beams of his joy To each sunny eye that may strike him. From a kiss of a zephyr and rose Love sprang in an exquisite hour, And fleeting and sweet, heaven knows, Is this child of a sigh and a flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIME THE HANGMAN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS JOHN WINTER by LAURENCE BINYON THE BLOSSOM, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE MASK by CLARISSA SCOTT DELANY ROBIN REDBREAST by GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE THE FLY by BARNABY (BARNABE) GOOGE THE HOUSE WITH NOBODY IN IT by ALFRED JOYCE KILMER CA' THE YOWES TO THE KNOWES' by ISOBEL (ISABEL) PAGAN THE INVENTORY, IN ANSWER TO ... SURVEYOR OF TXAES by ROBERT BURNS |