The rain is over and done; I am aweary, dear, of love; I look below and look above, On russet maiden, rustling dame, And love's so slow and time so long, And hearts and eyes so blindly wrong, I am half weary of my love, And pray that life were done. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON MY FIRST DAUGHTER by BEN JONSON THE MINSTREL BOY by THOMAS MOORE SONNET: 71 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE LITTLE BILLEE by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY WALT WHITMAN'S CAUTION by WALT WHITMAN |