Oh, because you never tried To bow my will or break my pride, And nothing of the cave-man made You want to keep me half afraid, Nor ever with a conquering air You thought to draw me unaware -- Take me, for I love you more Than I ever loved before. And since the body's maidenhood Alone were neither rare nor good Unless with it I gave to you A spirit still untrammeled, too, Take my dreams and take my mind That were masterless as wind; And "Master!" I shall say to you Since you never asked me to. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUTUMN WOODS by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE OLD FLUTE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER BEYOND THE ATOM by JANICE BLANCHARD APRIL BYEWAY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN LOVE POEMS: 1 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) THE CONVERT by GUY WETMORE CARRYL SKY-MAKING by EDWARD JAMES MORTIMER COLLINS |