Why renew the fond sweethearting? Is love worth the pain of it? Little lass, the strands are parting. Can you bear the strain of it? Am I the guilty, or another? or indeed the Blessed Name? It is broken; then why bother vainly seeking whom to blame? Love departs from many hearts, strings for so many vessels of clay Passing through so many rings, whose the fault if it wear away? There are too many lovers in the world to lay it to a single sin. At love can the blame be hurled, that the cord is worn so thin? Why renew the fond sweethearting? Is love worth the pain of it? Little lass, the strands are parting; you must bear the strain of it. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTENTMENT, AFTER THE MANNER OF HORACE by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF CLAPHAM ACADEMY by THOMAS HOOD SONNET: 33 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TRINITIE SUNDAY (FOR A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT ADVENTURERS OF SCIENCE by BERTON BRALEY |