LOVE goes playing hide-and-seek Mid the roses on her cheek, With a little imp of Laughter, Who, the while he follows after, Leaves the footprints that we trace All about the Kissing-place. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR A MARRIAGE OF SAINT KATHERINE [OR, CATHERINE] by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI AN EARNEST SUIT [TO HIS UNKIND MISTRESS NOT TO FORESAKE HIM] by THOMAS WYATT TO AN ISLE IN THE WATER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE PIKER'S RUBAIYAT by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS WRITTEN IN BUTLER'S SERMONS by MATTHEW ARNOLD IN THE DEEP WHITE SNOW by ANNE ATWOOD COMPANIONSHIP AT NIGHT by AGNES STEWART BECK |