"I'D draw the knot as tight as man can draw, And firm I'd make it fast by every law; Dearest, you need not speak your fond consent, Your paleness and your blush so finely blent," He gently said; "tell me my happy lot: I'd draw the knot." But ere he could the eager phrase repeat, -- The phrase his manly fancy found so sweet, -- The modest maiden toward him turned her face: Her eyes met his a moment's rapturous space, -- She spoke, her firm glance faltering scarce a jot, "I'd rather not." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: SARAH BROWN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MARSHALL WASHER by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE WRECK OF THE CIRCUS TRAIN by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE ORANGE PICKER by DAVID IGNATOW TO BE LIKED BY YOU WOULD BE A CALAMITY by MARIANNE MOORE |