English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 551. No, My Own Love |
| | | Walter Savage Landor (1775–1864) |
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| NO, my own love of other years! | |
| No, it must never be. | |
| Much rests with you that yet endears, | |
| Alas! but what with me? | |
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| Could those bright years o’er me revolve | 5 |
| So gay, o’er you so fair, | |
| The pearl of life we would dissolve, | |
| And each the cup might share. | |
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| You show that truth can ne’er decay, | |
| Whatever fate befalls; | 10 |
| I, that the myrtle and the bay | |
| Shoot fresh on ruined walls. | |
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