Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and how In the grave all love shall sleep: Love is aweary now. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BOBOLINKS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH ROBIN REDBREAST by GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 68 by OMAR KHAYYAM SONNET: 109 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE AMORETTI: 70 by EDMUND SPENSER PROMETHEUS BOUND: PROMETHEUS THE TEACHER OF MEN by AESCHYLUS |