Charis one day in discourse Had of Love, and of his force, Lightly promised, she would tell What a man she could love well: And that promise set on fire All that heard her, with desire. With the rest, I long expected, When the work would be effected: But we find that cold delay, And excuse spun every day, As, until she tell her one, We all fear, she loveth none. Therefore, Charis, you must do't, For I will so urge you to't You shall neither eat, nor sleep, No, nor forth your window peep, With your emissary eye, To fetch in the forms go by: And pronounce, which band or lace, Better fits him, than his face; Nay I will not let you sit 'Fore your idol glass a whit, To say over every purl There; or to reform a curl; Or with secretary Sis To consult, if fucus this Be as good, as was the last: All your sweet of life is past, Make account unless you can, (And that quickly) speak your man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PHANTOM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO MY FIRST LOVE, MY MOTHER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI BEDOUIN [LOVE] SONG by BAYARD TAYLOR SATIRES: 51. UPON NOTHING by JOHN WILMOT THE EVENING CLOUD by JOHN WILSON (1785-1854) INVOCATION TO SLEEP by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH FOAM STRAY by JOSEPH AUSLANDER |