Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XVIII lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XVIII lyrics]
I never gave a lock of hair away
To a man, dearest, except this to thee
Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully
I ring out to the full brown length and say
"Take it" My day of youth went yesterday
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee
Nor plant I it from rose or myrtle-tree
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks
The mark of tears
Taught drooping from the head
That hangs aside through sorrow's trick i
Thought the funeral-shears
Would take this first, but Love is justified
- take it thou, -finding pure
From all those years
The kiss my mother left here when she died
To a man, dearest, except this to thee
Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully
I ring out to the full brown length and say
"Take it" My day of youth went yesterday
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee
Nor plant I it from rose or myrtle-tree
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks
The mark of tears
Taught drooping from the head
That hangs aside through sorrow's trick i
Thought the funeral-shears
Would take this first, but Love is justified
- take it thou, -finding pure
From all those years
The kiss my mother left here when she died