CHLORIS, whilst thou and I were free, Wedded to nought but liberty, How sweetly happy did we live, How free to promise, free to give? Then, Monarchs of ourselves, we might Love here, or there, to change delight, And ti'd to none, with all dispense, Paying each Love its recompense. But in that happy freedom, we Were so improvidently free, To give away our liberties; And now in fruitful sorrow pine At what we are, what might have been, Had thou, or I, or both been wise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE OTHER SIDE OF A MIRROR by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE THE DOG by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES WHEN HE WOULD HAVE HIS VERSES READ by ROBERT HERRICK ODE TO SILENCE by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE WOOD OF FLOWERS by JAMES STEPHENS THE LOTOS-EATERS by ALFRED TENNYSON MAN FRAIL AND GOD ETERNAL by ISAAC WATTS |