Robert Seymour Bridges (Роберт Сеймур Бриджес)

Shorter Poems. Book I. 6. “Dear Lady, When Thou Frownest”

Dear lady, when thou frownest,
  And my true love despisest,
And all thy vows disownest
  That sealed my venture wisest;
I think thy pride’s displeasure
Neglects a matchless treasure
Exceeding price and measure.

But when again thou smilest,
  And love for love returnest,
And fear with joy beguilest,
  And takest truth in earnest;
Then, though I sheer adore thee,
The sum of my love for thee
Seems poor, scant, and unworthy.

1. Shorter Poems. Book II. 4. Wooing
2. Shorter Poems. Book I. 17. Triolet (All women born are so perverse)
3. Shorter Poems. Book II. 8. Spring. Ode I
4. Shorter Poems. Book IV. 25. “Say Who Is This with Silvered Hair”
5. Shorter Poems. Book IV. 6. April, 1885

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