AS oft as I meet one that comes from you, And ask your health, not as the usual fashion, Before he speaks, I doubt there will ensue, As oft there doth, the common commendation: Alas, think I, did he but know my mind (Though for the world I would not have it so) He would relate it in another kind, Discourse of it at large, and yet but slow; He should th' occasion tell, and with it too Add how you charg'd him he should not forget; For thus you might, as sure some lovers do, Though such a messenger I have not met: Nor do I care, since 'twill not further move me: Love me alone and say alone you love me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BURNHAM-BEECHES by HENRY LUTTRELL AUBADE [OR, A MORNING SONG FOR IMOGEN], FR. CYMBELINE by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE FLIGHT OF LOVE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY IDEOGRAM by ALFRED GOLDSWORTHY BAILEY A ROSE by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN |