I ADMIT the briar Entangled in my hair Did not injure me; My blenching and trembling, Nothing but dissembling, Nothing but coquetry. I long for truth, and yet I cannot stay from that My better self disowns, For a man's attention Brings such satisfaction To the craving in my bones. Brightness that I pull back From the Zodiac, Why those questioning eyes That are fixed upon me? What can they do but shun me If empty night replies? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 7 by THOMAS CAMPION A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER by JOHN DONNE CONCORD HYMN; SUNG AT COMPLETION OF CONCORD MONUMENT, 1836 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE GREEN LINNET by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THREE FLOWERS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE AUTO-DA-FE; A LEGEND OF SPAIN by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |