FOLLOW a shadow, it still flies you; Seem to fly it, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her alone, she will court you. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men? At morn and even, shades are longest; At noon they are or short or none: So men at weakest, they are strongest, But grant us perfect, they're not known. Say are not women truly, then, Styled but the shadows of us men! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VIKING GRAVE AT LADBY by KAREN SWENSON A LITTLE WHILE by SARA TEASDALE ODE TO WISDOM by ELIZABETH CARTER FIRST OR LAST (SONG) by THOMAS HARDY A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 63 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN STREET CORNER COLLEGE by KENNETH PATCHEN |