Love to a lady said that kneeled before him, Fain of his light and of his glory fain: "Who ask of Love must manifold restore him For little joy, long pain." Swiftly she answered: "Lord, put forth thy power." (O, and the wonder of her lips and eyes!) "Let me know all. So I but have mine hour, What matter for the price?" Love laughed, and blessed her, saying: "The full measure Of all my sweet I give thee utterly; And in thy pain a joy beyond all pleasure, Seeing it comes of me." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRTHDAY POEM FOR THOMAS HARDY by CECIL DAY LEWIS ON THE SALE OF MY FARM by ROBERT FROST HEGIRA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO AN EARLY DAFFODIL; SONNET by AMY LOWELL THE NEGRO'S TRAGEDY by CLAUDE MCKAY |