NOW gentle sleep hath closed up those eyes Which, waking, kept my boldest thoughts in awe; And free access unto that sweet lip lies, From whence I long the rosy breath to draw. Methinks no wrong it were, if I should steal From those two melting rubies one poor kiss; None sees the theft that would the theft reveal, Nor rob I her of aught what she can miss: Nay, should I twenty kisses take away, There would be little sign I would do so; Why then should I this robbery delay? O, she may awake, and therewith angry grow! Well, if she do, I'll back restore that one, And twenty hundred thousand more for loan. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PHANTOM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE HIS PRAYER TO BEN JONSON by ROBERT HERRICK THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 53. WITHOUT HER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI LINES TO A NASTURTIUM (A LOVER MUSES) by ANNE SPENCER THE PROMETHEUS VINCTUS OF AESCHYLUS by AESCHYLUS PIONEER WOMAN by EVA K. ANGLESBURG |