There is a woman whom I love and hate: There is no other woman in the world: Not in her life shall I have any peace. There is a woman whom I love and hate: I have not praised her: she is beautiful: Others have praised her: she has seen my heart: She looked, and laughed, and looked, and went away. There is a woman whom I hate and love: This is my sorrow: she has bound my neck Within the noose of her long hairs, and bound My soul within the halter of her dreams, And fastened down my heart into one place, Like a rat nailed upon a granary door; And she has gone a farther way than death. There is a woman whom I love and hate: Not in her life shall I have any peace: Death, hear me not, when I desire her death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ROYAL CROWN by ISRAEL ABRAHAMS THE WEAVER'S APPRENTICE by AL-RUSAFI SONNET TO NICHOLAS BLACKLEECH OF GRAYES INNE by RICHARD BARNFIELD IN YOUR ABSENCE by ELIZABETH BAXTER TO ENGLAND (2) by GEORGE HENRY BOKER TO ROBERT BURNS; AN EPISTLE ON INSTINCT by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES |