I abide and abide and better abide (And after the old proverb) the happy day; And ever my lady to me doth say "Let me alone and I will provide'. I abide and abide and tarry the tide, And with abiding speed well ye may! Thus do I abide I wot alway Not her obtaining nor yet denied. Aye me! this long abiding Seemeth to me as who sayeth A prolonging of a dying death Or a refusing of a desired thing. Much were it better for to be plain Than to say "abide' and yet not obtain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FRANCIS II, KING OF NAPLES; SONNET by AMY LOWELL SLEEPING TOGETHER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE FORCE OF LOVE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES DESERT FLOWERS by KEITH CASTELLAINE DOUGLAS A RECIPE FOR SALAD by SYDNEY SMITH |