But is it any crime to love you so That I would have you sitting ever near, Ready to help my patient labour, dear, And all depression's fiends to overthrow? Is it a wrong that I would have you here To aid the lagging moments as they go And speed the silent hours with glances clear? Is love condemned, when love doth overflow? A little distance seems quite "far away," Because my heart would have you close indeed. After clear sunshine e'en the moon looks grey And wretched,—and so urgent is my need That, since I cannot cry "For ever stay!" The smallest absence makes my spirit bleed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FRAILTY AND HURTFULNESS OF BEAUTY by HENRY HOWARD MISGIVINGS (1860) by HERMAN MELVILLE TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 3. ARBOR VITAE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE FAMILY MAN by JOHN GODFREY SAXE LET US HAVE PEACE by NANCY BYRD TURNER THE TWO ANGELS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER DANS LA BOHEME by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |