FOND Lunatic forbear, why dost thou sue For thy affection's pay ere it is due? Love's fruits are legal use; and therefore may Be only taken on the marriage day. Who for this interest too early call, By that exaction lose the principal. Then gather not those immature delights, Until their riper autumn thee invites. He that abortive corn cuts off his ground, No husband but a ravisher is found: So those that reap their love before they wed, Do in effect but cuckold their own bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNCLE JIM'S BAPTIST REVIVAL HYMN by SIDNEY LANIER GUNS AS KEYS: AND THE GREAT GATE SWINGS by AMY LOWELL WOODNOTES: 2 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 11. IN THE RESTAURANT by THOMAS HARDY ON AN OLD MUFF by FREDERICK LOCKER-LAMPSON HERO TO LEANDER by ALFRED TENNYSON |