Dare I remember, nay, can I forget, (Would God I could forget them all, and yet Thank God for this the most, I have not the power!) Of all the hours of all our love one hour? It is my glory, as it is my curse, (Loveliest, best loved out of the universe!) To have loved, to have been beloved by you, above All other loving women, made for love. No woman ever loved me as you loved, And now that you have from my brows removed The heavy crown of love, and cast it down, I cannot stoop to wear a lighter crown. Having been crowned by you, I abdicate Kingship, and join the beggars at your gate. |