SWEETHEART, do not love too long: I loved long and long, And grew to be out of fashion Like an old song. All through the years of our youth Neither could have known Their own thought from the other's, We were so much at one. But O, in a minute she changed -- O do not love too long, Or you will grow out of fashion Like an old song. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COOPER SQUARE by KAREN SWENSON SONNET - REALITIES: 1 by EDWARD ESTLIN CUMMINGS THE TARRY BUCCANEER by JOHN MASEFIELD LUCY (5) by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH IN EMULATION OF MR. COWLEYS POEM CALL'D THE MOTTO by MARY ASTELL I COME SINGING by JOSEPH AUSLANDER |