Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese IX lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese IX lyrics]
Can it be right to give what I can give?
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative
Through those infrequent smiles which
Fail to live
For all thy adjurations? O my fears
That this can scarce be right!
We are not peers
So to be lovers and I own, and grieve
That givers of such gifts as mine are, must
Be counted with the ungenerous out, alas!
I will not soil thy purple with my dust
Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass
Nor give thee any love -which were unjust
Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass
To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears
As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years
Re-sighing on my lips renunciative
Through those infrequent smiles which
Fail to live
For all thy adjurations? O my fears
That this can scarce be right!
We are not peers
So to be lovers and I own, and grieve
That givers of such gifts as mine are, must
Be counted with the ungenerous out, alas!
I will not soil thy purple with my dust
Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass
Nor give thee any love -which were unjust
Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass
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