Madam, I you require No longer time detract. Let truth in you appear And give me that I lack. Ye wot as well as I That promise ye did make, When time I could espy I should have that I lack. Both time and place ye have My fervent pains to slack. Nothing, alas, I crave But only that I lack. Which thing methink is due, Rememb'ring what ye spake; For if your words be true I must have that I lack. @3The Answer@1 Your foolish, feigned haste Full small effect shall take. Your words in vain ye wrest. Ye get not that ye lack. I wot, as ye shall find, The promise I did make. No promise shall me bind. Ye get not that ye lack. Though time and place I have To slide if truth were slack, Though still ye cry and crave, Ye get not that ye lack. Because ye think it due, I speak that that I spake. And this word shall be true: Ye get not that ye lack. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEARING LEAVES AGAIN by DAVID IGNATOW BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPINNING SONG by EDITH SITWELL THE NEGRO SPEAKS OF RIVERS by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES A GLEAM OF SUNSHINE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE ROSY BOSOM'D HOURS by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |