LOVE who will, for I'll love none, There's fools enough beside me: Yet if each woman have not one, Come to me where I hide me, And if she can the place attain, For once I'll be her fool again. It is an easy place to find, And women sure should know it; Yet thither serves not every wind, Nor many men can show it: It is the storehouse, where doth lie All women's truth and constancy. If the journey be so long, No woman will adventer; But dreading her weak vessel's wrong, The voyage will not enter: Then may she sigh and lie alone, In love with all, yet lov'd of none. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRANSLATION by MARK VAN DOREN THE SMALL CELANDINE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 2. TO SLEEP by MARK AKENSIDE SPRING by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD YOUNGSTER AND OLDSTER by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON LINES ADDRESSED TO THE REV. J.T. BECHER by GEORGE GORDON BYRON TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. EXCEPT THE LORD BUILD THE HOUSE by EDWARD CARPENTER |