 | [Poems by Drake in] The life and works of Joseph Rodman Drake (1795-1820) |  |
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Yes! I swore to be true, I allow,
And I meant it—but, somehow or other,
The seal of that amorous vow
Was pressed on the lips of another.
And I meant it—but, somehow or other,
The seal of that amorous vow
Was pressed on the lips of another.
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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?
For, where is the being, dear cousin,
Content with the beauties of one
When he might have the range of a dozen?
Young 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.
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 the kiss of a zephyr and rose,
Love sprung in an exquisite hour;
And fleeting and sweet, heaven knows,
Is this child of a sigh and a flower.
Love sprung in an exquisite hour;
And fleeting and sweet, heaven knows,
Is this child of a sigh and a flower.
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