Have I caught my heavenly jewel Teaching sleep most fair to be? Now will I teach her that she, When she wakes, is too too cruel. Since sweet sleep her eyes hath charmed, The two only darts of love: Now will I with that boy prove Some play, while he is disarmed. Her tongue waking still refuseth, Giving frankly niggard 'no'; Now will I attempt to know What 'no' her tongue sleeping useth. See, the hand which, waking, guardeth, Sleeping, grants a free resort; Now will I invade the fort; Cowards love with loss rewardeth. But, O fool, think of the danger Of her just and high disdain; Now will I, alas, refrain; Love fears nothing else but anger. Yet those lips so sweetly swelling Do invite a stealing kiss: Now will I but venture this; Who will read, must first learn spelling. O sweet kiss -- but ah, she is waking, Louring beauty chastens me; Now will I away hence flee; Fool, more fool, for no more taking. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASPECTS OF THE PINES by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE GRAVE OF LOVE by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK A SKETCH by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI PSALM 23. THE SHEPHERD'S PSALM by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE MANCHESTER BY NIGHT by MATHILDE BLIND TO ROBERT CALVERLEY TREVELYAN & ELIZABETH TREVELYAN by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |