Good to be loved and to love for a little, and then Well to forget, be forgotten, ere loving grow life! Dear, you have loved me, but was I the man among men? Sweet, I have loved you, but scarcely as mistress or wife. Message of Spring in the hearts of a man and a maid, Hearts on a holiday: ho! let us love: it is Spring. Joy in the birds of the air, in the buds of the glade, Joy in our hearts in the joy of the hours on the wing. Well, but to-morrow? To-morrow, good-bye: it is over. Scarcely with tears shall we part, with a smile who had met. Tears? What is this? But I thought we were playing at lover. Play-time is past. I am going. And you -- love me yet! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO ONE IN BEDLAM by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON CLANCY OF THE MOUNTED POLICE by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE AT THE FUNERAL OF A MINOR POET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH BROKEN MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH FRAGMENT by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |