Dear, if I might love better for your sake, I would not care though you should love me less; I love you more than to consent to take Happiness and not give you happiness. Though I were happier if you loved me more, And happier if I loved you less, I pray That though each day less than the day before You love me, I may love you more each day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BELLS OF HEAVEN by RALPH HODGSON TAM I' THE KIRK by VIOLET JACOB WHAT THE SONNET IS by EUGENE JACOB LEE-HAMILTON CHRIST IN THE UNIVERSE by ALICE MEYNELL OLD KING COLE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON CHILD OF THE ROMANS by CARL SANDBURG |