NO morning ever seemed so long! -- I tried to read with all my might! In my left hand "My Landlord's Tales," And threepence ready in my right. 'Twas twelve at last -- my heart beat high! -- The Postman rattled at the door! -- And just upon her road to church, I dropt the "Bride of Lammermoor!" I seized the note -- I flew up stairs -- Flung-to the door, and locked me in -- With panting haste I tore the seal -- And kissed the B in Benjamin! 'Twas full of love -- to rhyme with dove -- And all that tender sort of thing -- Of sweet and meet -- and heart and dart -- But not a word about a ring! In doubt I cast it in the flame, And stood to watch the latest spark -- And saw the love all end in smoke -- Without a Parson and a Clerk! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |