FAREWELL, fair Saint, may not the sea and wind Swell like the hearts and eyes you leave behind, But calm and gentle as the looks you bear, Smile in your face and whisper in your ear; Let no bold billow offer to arise, That it may never look upon your eyes, Lest wind and wave, enamoured of your form, Should throng and crowd themselves into a storm; But if it be your fate, vast seas, to love; Of my becalmèd breast learn how to move; Move then, but in a gentle lover's pace, No furrows nor no wrinkles in your face; And ye, fierce winds, see that you tell your tale In such a breath as may but fill her sail; So while you court her each your several way, You may her safely to her port convey; And lose but in a noble way of wooing, Whilst both contribute to your own undoing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GETHSEMANE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MARTHA WASHINGTON by SIDNEY LANIER BONNYBELL: THE GRAY SPHEX by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE CRYSTAL GAZER by SARA TEASDALE FUNERAL HYMN by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE FLAMING CIRCLE by LOUIS UNTERMEYER BALLADE MADE FOR HIS MOTHER THAT SHE MIGHTE PRAYE by FRANCOIS VILLON |