Something I give to all my loves A dream, a song, a kiss, A lasting hurt, a memory -- But never gave I this: The whole of me, the soul of me, The deep integral part; The lovely and the awful things Locked close within my heart. These I bequeath to silence now; Let no one dare contest. Something I give to all my loves; But I loved silence best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE KING'S THRESHOLD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE WOOING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 47. THE CARPENTER'S SON by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE CAT OF CATS by WILLIAM BRIGHTY RANDS THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 62. FAREWELL TO JULIET (14) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT AND FUSELI by ROBERT BROWNING |