My heart I gave thee, not to do it pain, But to preserve, it was to thee taken; I served thee not to be forsaken, But that I should be rewarded again. I was content thy servant to remain, But not to be paid under this fashion. Now since in thee is none other reason, Displease thee not if that I do refrain. Unsatiate of my woe and thy desire, Assured be craft to excuse thy fault; But since it please thee to fain a default, Farewell, I say, parting from the fire, For he that believeth bearing in hand, Ploweth in water and soweth in the sand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MITHRIDATES by RALPH WALDO EMERSON HYMN FOR EPIPHANY by REGINALD HEBER CHRIST TO HIS SPOUSE by WILLIAM BALDWIN KINDLY VISION by OTTO JULIUS BIERBAUM SPIRITS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES ASOLANDO: MUCKLE-MOUTH MEG by ROBERT BROWNING CROMWELL'S REFLECTIONS ON 'KILLING NO MURDER' by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON |