I find no peace and bear no arms for war, I fear, I hope: I burn yet shake with chill; I fly the Heavens, huddle to earth's floor, Embrace the world yet all I grasp is nil. Love will not close nor shut my prison's door Nor claim me his nor leave me to my will; He slays me not yet holds me evermore; Would have me lifeless yet bound to my will. Eyeless I see and tongueless I protest, And long to perish while I succor seek; Myself I hate and would another woo. I feed on grief, I laugh with sob-racked breast, And death and life alike to me are bleak: My lady, thus I am because of you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COWSLIPS AND LARKS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES EYES AND TEARS by ANDREW MARVELL WHEN THE COWS COME HOME by AGNES E. MITCHELL LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL AND BUS-RIDING LADY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS UMBRAE PUELLULARUM by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |