Hide not, sweetest Love, a sight so pleasing As those smalls so light composed, Those fair pillars your knees gently easing, That tell wonders, being disclosed. O show me yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. How like sister's twines these knees are joined To resist my bold approaching! Why should beauty lurk like mines uncoined? Love is right and no encroaching. O show me yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH AGAINST THE REST OF THE YEAR by JAMES GALVIN WAITER IN A CALIFORNIA VIETNAMESE RESTURANT by CLARENCE MAJOR AT THE MERMAID TAVERN (APRIL 10, 1613) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALFRED MOIR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE WALKING MAN OF RODIN by CARL SANDBURG |