Why Should I Pine?
Why should I pine? when there in Spain Are eyes to woo, and not in vain; Dark eyes, and dreamily divine: And lips, as red as sunlit wine; Sweet lips, that never know disdain: And hearts, for passion over fain; Fond, trusting hearts that know no stain Of scorn for hearts that love like mine.-- Why should I pine? Because all dreams I entertain Of beauty wear thy form, Elain; And e'en their lips and eyes are thine: So though I gladly would resign All love, I love, and still complain, "Why should I pine?"
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