Turn back, you wanton flyer, And answer my desire With mutual greeting. Yet bend a little nearer,— True beauty still shines clearer In closer meeting. Hearts with hearts delighted Should strive to be united Each other's arms with arms enchaining; Hearts with a thought, Rosy lips with a kiss still entertaining. What harvest half so sweet is As still to reap the kisses Grown ripe in sowing? And straight to be receiver Of that which thou art giver, Rich in bestowing? There's no strict observing Of time's or season's swerving, There is ever one fresh spring abiding: Then what we sow, With our lips let us reap, love's gains dividing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAST SIGNAL by THOMAS HARDY ON LIBERTY AND SLAVERY by GEORGE MOSES HORTON ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 1 by MARK AKENSIDE ICED BRANCHES by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE SOLITUDE OF SPACE by FLORA CECILE ALLISON EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 5. BY LITTLE AND LITTLE by PHILIP AYRES |