HARK! a lover binding sheaves To his maiden sings, Flutter, flutter go the leaves, Larks drop their wings. Little brooks for all their mirth Are not blythe as he. Give me what the love is worth That I give thee. Speech that cannot be forborne Tells the story through: I sowed my love in with the corn, And they both grew. Count the world full wide of girth, And hived honey sweet, But count the love of more worth Laid at thy feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CHRISTMAS HYMN (OLD STYLE: 1837) by ALFRED DOMETT THE EMULATION by SARAH FYGE EGERTON ODES I, 5 by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS CHRIST THE CONSOLER by HENRY WILLIAMS BAKER CONJUGAL CONJUGATIONS by AMERICUS WELLINGTON BELLAW TO CHILDREN: 1. FAIRY SONG by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THANKSGIVING by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |