COME, let us now resolve at last To live and love in quiet; We'll tie the knot so very fast That Time shall ne'er untie it. The truest joys they seldom prove Who free from quarrels live: 'Tis the most tender part of love Each other to forgive. When least I seem'd concern'd, I took No pleasure nor no rest; And when I feign'd an angry look, Alas! I loved you best. Own but the same to me -- you'll find How blest will be our fate. O to be happy -- to be kind -- Sure never is too late! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ARABIA by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TO STATECRAFT EMBALMED by MARIANNE MOORE SPRING, 1916 by ISAAC ROSENBERG PRAYER OF THE LOST by ALETHEA TODD ALDERSON THE WIDOW OF GLENCOE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN AMBITION by MILDRED TELFORD BARNWELL THE FLYING SQUIRREL by MARY E. BURT A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 9 by THOMAS CAMPION LINES FROM A NOTEBOOK - JULY 1807 by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |