All in thy sight my life doth whole depend. Thou hidest thyself and I must die therefore. But since thou mayst so easily save thy friend, Why dost thou stick to heal that thou madest sore? Why do I die since thou mayst me defend? For if I die, then mayst thou live no more, Since t'one by t'other doth live and feed the heart, I with thy sight, thou also with my smart. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LAURA SLEEPING; ODE by CHARLES COTTON THE DINKEY-BIRD by EUGENE FIELD THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 16 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE SLEEPING BEAUTY by SAMUEL ROGERS JAPANESE MAPLES by JENNIE SCOTT ARNOLD HYMN, COMPOSED FOR THE CHILDREN OF A SUNDAY SCHOOL by BERNARD BARTON THE ARTIST TO HIS WIFE by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH |