When Love bethought her to come down to me, Now must I dress me well, said she; Since has only mortal wit, I must give up my native tongue; Since he has only mortal ears, I must give up the songs I've sung And take an earthly melody. Since he had only mortal eyes I must depart the stretched skies And wear a mortal veil. Leaving my home above me, I'll be a girl that he may love me. Lips I'll have that he may kiss, Limbs that he may see. For this let all my wonders pale And dwindle to mortality. Thus did my Love bethink her, When she came down to me. And yet my love could not disguise Upon that day her deathless eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRISONER (A FRAGMENT) by EMILY JANE BRONTE LAMENT FOR [THE DEATH OF] THOMAS DAVIS by SAMUEL FERGUSON KILLED AT THE FORD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW POLWART ON THE GREEN by ALLAN RAMSAY THE LORDS OF THE MAIN by JOSEPH STANSBURY THE SHRINE OF VENUS by ANTIPATER OF SIDON |