FATE claimed hard toll from Love, and did not spare: Are the dues paid, and is all Love's at last? Cling round me, sacred sweetness, hold me fast; Oh! as I kneel, enfold mine eyes even there Within they breast; and to Love's deepest lair Of memory bid thy soul with mine retreat, And let our past years and our future meet In the warm darkness underneath thine hair. Say once for all: "Me Love accepts and thee: Nor takes he other count of bygone years Not his, than do the affranchised earth and sea Of hours wherein the unyoked inordinate spheres Hurled tumultuous round Time's ringing ears Ere yet one Word gave light the victory." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A MYRTLE SHADE by WILLIAM BLAKE BEN BOLT by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH VASHTI by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER THE JEWISH CEMETERY AT NEWPORT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE ANGEL IN THE HOUSE: BOOK 2. CANTO 8. PRELUDE: THE KISS by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE SLEEP AT SEA by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI DRINKING; PARAPHRASED by ANACREON |