SOFT child of love, thou balmy bliss, Inform me. O delicious kiss, Why thou so suddenly art gone. Lost in the moment thou art won? Yet go! For wherefore should I sigh? On Delia's lips, with raptured eye, On Delia's blushing lips I see A thousand full as sweet as thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POPLAR by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM SOLACE by CLARISSA SCOTT DELANY THE LIVING TEMPLE by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES A DESCRIPTION OF THE MORNING by JONATHAN SWIFT IN SCHOOL-DAYS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER MEMORY'S DOOR by MARY OTTO ASHER GOD'S CHOSEN PEOPLE by JOEL BLAU |