Thes. Nay, I have loved thee! Ari. Thou hast loved, didst say? Thes. I loved thee well at Crete. Ari. Lov'st me no more? Thes. Ah! who can hold the wave upon the shore? Ari. Thou, if thou wouldst; and oh! is that the way Thou speak'st to me, who gave thee, on that day, My flower of life? Thes. My ship is ready -- sail and oar! . . . Ari. Did I not save thee from the Minotaur, -- And wilt thou leave me? Thes. Who can make love stay? . . . Wax is my heart and takes full easily The last print on 't. Past love is past recall. Adieu! . . . Love has the helm -- he guides, not we . . . Ari. Beloved Traitor! May thy black sail pall Deep in the brine, thee, and thy maidens all! . . . Ye gods! he leaves me and my babe to be! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ERASMUS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE WRECK OF THE DEUTSCHLAND by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS SONGS WITH PRELUDES: REGRET by JEAN INGELOW THE ORIGIN OF DIDACTIC POETRY by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE LONELY STREET by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS WYATT BEING IN PRISON, TO BRIAN by THOMAS WYATT SHIRK OR WORK? by GRACE BORDELON AGATE VERSES TO THE MEMORY OF P. BURGESS; A CHILD OF SUPERIOR ENDOWMENTS by BERNARD BARTON |