I IF you become a nun, dear, A friar I will be; In any cell you run, dear, Pray look behind for me. The roses all turn pale, too; The doves all take the veil, too; The blind will see the show: What! you become a nun, my dear! I'll not believe it, no. II If you become a nun, dear, The bishop Love will be; The Cupids every one, dear, Will chaunt "We trust in thee"; The incense will go sighing, The candles fall a dying, The water turn to wine: What! you go take the vows, my dear! You may -- but they'll be mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RHYTHM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE HAWK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO HIS FORSAKEN MISTRESS by ROBERT AYTON SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 21 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO A WATERFOWL by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE TABLES TURNED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH LINES ADAPTED TO A FAVOURITE MILITARY AIR by JAMES HAY BEATTIE |