Hide not, sweetest Love, a sight so pleasing As those smalls so light composed, Those fair pillars your knees gently easing, That tell wonders, being disclosed. O show me yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. How like sister's twines these knees are joined To resist my bold approaching! Why should beauty lurk like mines uncoined? Love is right and no encroaching. O show me yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RETIRED CAT by WILLIAM COWPER THE SHOOTING OF DAN MCGREW by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE A TRIBUTE TO DAD by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE TIME'S PENDULUM by GRACE O. BOLSTAD MAUDLIN'S SONG: 2 by GORDON BOTTOMLEY POOR CHILD by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |