SWEET, exclude me not, nor be divided From him that ere long must bed thee: All thy maiden doubts law hath decided; Sure we are, and I must wed thee. Presume then yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. Tenants, to fulfil their landlord's pleasure, Pay their rent before the quarter: 'Tis my case, if you it rightly measure; Put me not then off with laughter. Consider then a little more: Here's the way to all my store. Why were doors in love's despite devised? Are not laws enough restraining? Women are most apt to be surprised Sleeping, or sleep wisely feigning. Then grace me yet a little more: Here's the way, bar not the door. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CELSUS AT HADRIAN'S VILLA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MANY SOLDIERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS OCTAVES: 12 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONGS OUT OF SORROW: REFUGE by SARA TEASDALE ALAS! POOR QUEEN by MARION ANGUS |