O queen of my beloved ones, Know that I've named them all my suns, My queens, each in her turn. Each beautiful, unparalleled. ... And every one I have beheld For you I gladly spurn. And every one I love much more, But every one that I adore Charms me with deeper sorrow; And you, the latest on the throne, I love you less than the unknown For whom I'll die tomorrow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE TRENCHES by RICHARD ALDINGTON AUTUMN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TAPS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |