THE rocks, the rocks, among the rocks My only lover lives; To me the plain, to me the main, Nor fear nor pleasure gives. I love not in the sunny day To weed and till the ground, While my wild lover far away, Hunts with his lazy hound. Nor would I be a sailor's wife, Too far from me is he; For I must toil, and I must strive, While he is on the sea. Give me a lover to my cheek, A husband to my arms, Nor would I other dowry seek, Than hills and rocky farms. The meadow's calms, the ocean's shocks, Each ruins or deceives; The rocks, the rocks, among the rocks, My only lover lives. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE CHILD by HAYDEN CARRUTH MATER AMABILIS by EMMA LAZARUS BALLROOM DARK by CLARENCE MAJOR VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM ELEGY: THE GHOST WHOSE LIPS WERE WARM; FOR GEOFFREY GORER by EDITH SITWELL |