Yes! I swore to be true, I allow, And I meant it, but some how or other, The seal of that amorous vow Was pressed on the lips of another. Yet I did but as all would have done, For where is the being, dear cousin, Content with the beauties of one When he might have the range of a dozen? Love is a changeable boy, And the gem of the sea-rock is like him, For he gives back the beams of his joy To each sunny eye that may strike him. From a kiss of a zephyr and rose Love sprang in an exquisite hour, And fleeting and sweet, heaven knows, Is this child of a sigh and a flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANTIQUITY OF FREEDOM by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE TUFT OF KELP by HERMAN MELVILLE HESPERUS THE BRINGER by SAPPHO ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 39 by PHILIP SIDNEY THE SURPRISE AT TICONDEROGA [MAY 10, 1775] by MARY ANNA PHINNEY STANSBURY ADDRESS TO A CHILD DURING A BOISTEROUS WINTER EVENING by DOROTHY WORDSWORTH AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by RICHARD BARNFIELD |